Trapped By The CEO's Obsessive Love

Chapter 6

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black, armored SUVs pulled up to the private en

s doors. The entire VIP floor was empty, the staff standing at attention. Chloe moved li

was perfectly healthy, the rigid tension in Julian's shoulders final

d, Julian did not lead her to the bedroom. He guided her straigh

o thick stacks of legal documents and two black Mo

into the leather executive chair. He walked around the desk,

surface. "We are going to City Hall next week

tate marriage license application. The

blazing with sudden, furious res

cond, much thicker stack of paper and dropped it onto t

ex finger. "If you refuse to marry me, I will file for sole custody

nnot leave the state of New York without my written cons

er hands began to shake. "This is illegal

ace was inches from hers. "In this city

ted calm. "Sign the papers, give birth to my child, and I

lized with crushing clarity that she had absolutely no lev

ted blood. The tears burned in her ey

he sight of her despair, but his fear of losing her was stronge

She pulled the marriage application closer and signed her n

had just signed away her soul. Her arms dropp

walked to the wall safe, punched in the code, and locked them inside. He t

ms away with both hands. She did not say a

ute silen

lain toast. Julian asked her about the food. She did not l

ist and pulled her back against his chest. Chloe's e

his arm back and lay staring at the ceil

the edge of madness. On the third afternoon, he threw a crystal whiskey glass ag

. "Sir, pregnant women experience hormonal shifts. P

the new season collections. Empty the bout

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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.”