Trapped By The CEO's Obsessive Love

Chapter 5

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g to his sides. He took a deep breath, forcing th

slightly as he dialed the direct emergency line for Dr. Thorne's pr

low and soft as he could manage. "The medical team

d her face in her arms. She did not acknowledge he had sp

d. A team of four medical professionals, carrying black case

ure," he ordered the butler. He walked to the side of

oe did not move. She extended her arm, her face complete

ultrasound wand slid across her skin. The monitor flicke

. "Congratulations, Mr. Kensington. Miss Miller is in

st time in years, a genuine, almost fool

re and handed it to the doctor. "Draft the highest level pre

ft quickly. The heavy bedroom doors closed, le

knee on the carpet. He reached out and took Chloe's cold

umsy on his tongue. "I lost my temper. I swear

to her side. She stared blankly at the white ceilin

hammered with a sudden, desperate

words rushing out. "I will transfer the deed to the Hamptons esta

felt like another heavy iron chain wrappi

ked at his handsome, frantic face. "Get ou

his eyes. He wanted to shake her, to force her to accept what he w

est. I will be in the living

click. He leaned his back against the heavy wood, reached up, and

assistant. "Cancel the filings against

Sinai. Clear the VIP maternity floor for tomorrow

the door. She placed her hand flat against her stomach. A tear

is child was the fi

. He opened his laptop and spent the entire ni

lian walked into the kitchen. He heated a glass of milk, c

es were dark and heavy with obsession. He would n

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“Every night, Julian stood in the doorway, his dark eyes watching me swallow the daily vitamin he provided. Until one day, the familiar bitter taste was replaced by a sweet fruit scent. I sent a photo to an online doctor, only to find out it was a prenatal folic acid pill. Six bright red lines on three pregnancy tests shattered my world. I was carrying the child of the predator who owned this penthouse. When Julian discovered I was investigating his trap, his rage was terrifying. He shattered my phone and threatened to frame my best friend for corporate fraud. "Eat it, or tomorrow morning, the funds in your father's medical account will be frozen." He whispered those words while forcing me to swallow my dinner until I vomited. He dragged me to his study, slamming a marriage license and a suffocating prenup on his mahogany desk. He used my father's life and my unborn child to lock me in a permanent, legal cage. I was a bankrupt daughter fighting a billionaire. I had absolutely no leverage. So, I gave up fighting physically. I turned into a block of ice, refusing to speak, refusing to react, treating him like empty air until his obsession drove him to the edge of madness. Desperate to finalize the marriage, he dragged me to his family estate to secure his grandmother's approval. Instead of performing as his obedient fiancée, I looked the fierce matriarch right in the eye and refused his wealth. Seeing through his violence, she issued a direct order: we were to sleep in separate rooms until the wedding. That night, I pushed the heavy guest room door shut right in Julian's furious face. "Goodnight, Julian." I turned the brass deadbolt, finally finding my first weapon to fight back.”