Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon

Chapter 5

Word Count: 810 | Released on: 18/05/2026

door. He didn't wait for an answer. He twisted

erfectly in place. She kept her hands clasped in front

ayed on his lips as he noted her tense, rigid posture

xel said sarcastically. He tossed a secondary

Agreement. It explicitly forbade her from ever speaking to the press or anyone

uickly. Her mind calcu

soft, but surprisingly steady. "I wil

ngerous, dark scowl. He pushed off the doorframe and ste

m and grabbed her chin roughly. Hi

possibly bargain with?" Axel

her pocket, pulled out a folded piece of p

nned the handwritten list. It contained highly restricted botanical

down at her. "Why do you need

equire a custom-synthesized ointment. Standard pharmacies do not c

lared instantly. He wondered if this crazy woman was tryi

events without embarrassing the Sterling name, my skin needs to heal. Unl

s tablet, ready to notarize the NDA. He pa

defiant, dark eyes. He was unexpectedly amused by

rling medical supply chain. Have them delivered here by evening. And have our lab an

, his brow furrowing at the extreme rarity of

he nightstand. She signed the NDA and handed

shing against her shoulder. "If you blow up my penthouse,"

e out of the room. Jayson f

r lips beneath the mask. She pulled out her burner phone, mentally chec

g room, Jayson handed the NDA t

access to such volatile compo

the bar. He poured himself a glass of amber

he alcohol burning his throat. "Install hidden micro-cameras in the guest room ventila

"Understood. Also, the underground race in T

e marble counter. The mention of the race ignited his adrenaline. He needed violenc

a. "Prepare the car," Axel ordered. He walked ou

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Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon

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“My cousin and my ex-fiancé drugged me and locked me in a luxury hotel room with a stranger. Two weeks later, I sat on my worn mattress, staring at the two pink lines on a pregnancy test. Suddenly, my front door was violently kicked off its hinges. Axel Sterling, a ruthless billionaire, stepped through the shattered wood. He threw surveillance photos at my feet, accusing me of being a calculating gold digger who set him up. "You have twenty-four hours to terminate it, or I will end you both myself." He dragged me to a private clinic and forced me onto a cold examination table. His grandmother intervened just in time, forcing him to marry me to protect the family bloodline. But my nightmare only deepened. Axel locked me in his sprawling estate, treating me like a prisoner and a temporary incubator. His wealthy relatives bullied me daily, mocking the horrific chemical burns on my face and trying to scald me with boiling food. I was an innocent victim, yet I was trapped with a husband who threatened to throw me in the river and a family that treated me like a repulsive monster. But none of them knew my real face. In the dead of night, I locked my bathroom door and peeled off the silicone burn prosthetic to reveal my flawless skin. I pulled out an encrypted burner phone and checked my hidden offshore bank accounts. I would play the weak, disfigured victim for now, because I was going to use the Sterling family's immense power to completely destroy everyone who framed me.”