Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon

Chapter 6

Word Count: 783 | Released on: 18/05/2026

on morphed into a desperate, physical need for speed. He b

sed his suit jacket carelessly into the trunk

ne roared to life with a deafening growl. The sound echoed violently

g deep into the industrial outskirts of the city. He ente

h the smell of burning rubber, cheap beer, and exhaust fumes.

re dead and intensely focused. He completely ignored the

aggressively, trying to intimidate him. Axel merely smirke

pped a chec

t fired from a gun. The extreme G-force

from thick concrete pillars in the abandoned warehouse district. He pushed the e

assive margin. The crowd erupted into a f

r spun into a perfect, smoking halt righ

pumped fiercely through his veins, tempo

o approach him with a tray of iced drinks. A single, sharp

name over the thumping bass music. It sounded co

She was wearing a pristine, white designer dress and diamond

. She held out a chilled bottle of water towar

e upset today. I came all the way down he

ve of pure, unadulterated disgust wash

he hotel setup. He knew Karissa was likely the one

iolently slapped the wate

rywhere, soaking the bottom of Karissa's exp

looked around in sheer embarrassment as nearby gang m

his muscular forearm. "Axel, please. That Eleanora gi

ers could even brush his skin. His eyes narrowed i

ying a single word. He left her standin

tight fists at her sides, her manicured nails digging into her palms. B

balcony. He pulled out his encryp

footage decryption. Prepar

tly to look back at Karissa. She was pretending t

lips. He decided to test her nerve.

oward Karissa. His demeanor suddenly shif

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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.”