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Substitute Bride: Healing The Broken Billionaire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 739    |    Released on: Today at 14:37

he Persian rug. Her fingernails dug so ha

nd tight. She pinched the offending piece of fabric

tical. He looked at her as if she were a rat in

er fist. She looked Julian directly in the eye. She r

stated firmly, her voice steady, "I have

und scraped against the walls of the room. I

ward. He put five feet of distance between them. H

rately emphasized the name. He laced the syllables

Serena's blood boil. Heat rushed to her ears. But she

, unlit corner of the massive bedroom near the hea

that hard wooden bench in the shadows. Consider yourself exiled to the corner fo

in her throat. She stared at him in disb

tural, feisty Montana temper flared u

flashed in her mind. She saw the pla

p retort. Her jaw clenche

ed her back on Julian. Her spin

oors. The cold draft from the hallway seeped through the w

g wooden surface. The red lingerie d

k desk. He picked up a digital tablet. He began sc

y. The heavy, rhythmic sound was agonizingly slow. It ma

A vent directly above the door blew a stream of fr

tered together. A wave of goosebumps e

cy. But he was deeply engrossed in scrolling through stock rep

d position. The adrenaline from the car ride and the black

he hard bench. The wood creake

blet. "Sit still," his voice snap

head. She silently cursed him in her m

going to freeze. She scanned the room. She spotted a thick,

steps away. She decided she was not going to f

le. She took a stealthy, quiet step away from the

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Substitute Bride: Healing The Broken Billionaire
Substitute Bride: Healing The Broken Billionaire
“To save her family from bankruptcy, Serena was forced into her twin sister's wedding dress to marry a notorious, paralyzed billionaire. On her wedding night, she tried to escape the terrifying mansion, only to be violently stopped by her own father. He dug his thick fingers into her bruised arm and threatened to cut off her hospitalized sister's life support if she dared to run away. Trapped with no way out, Serena endured harsh humiliation from her new husband, Julian, who thought she was just a desperate gold digger thanks to her stepmother's sabotage. The next morning, things got even worse. Julian's terrifying grandmother, the family matriarch, threw a ten-million-dollar check at her. "Take the money and file for a quiet annulment today. Leave the cripple immediately." "If you refuse, I will personally ensure your family is crushed into dust before Friday." Serena stared at the crisp paper that could instantly buy her freedom and save her sister. Her own father was using her sister's life as blackmail, and Julian's own flesh and blood treated him like a disposable liability. But she remembered the traumatized, broken man who had blindly held her hand through a severe PTSD attack the night before. She didn't take the easy money. Instead, Serena slid the check right back across the polished mahogany table. "My marriage to Julian is not for sale," she stated firmly, officially declaring war on the powerful matriarch.”