icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Bound To The Ruthless Billionaire Proxy

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 1082    |    Released on: Today at 11:11

ing. He shoved her forward, forcing her toward th

, absolute-steel wrapped in si

umbled over his words, struggling to assemble them into something that made sense. The

r knees and

rching for the lie, the bluff, the crack that would tell her this

"No." The word came out steady, even as every

had signed their contract, surrendered her freedom, let them strip her clothe

. His palm was warm. His grip was not. He pressed down with

her ear. His breath wa

you over to the FBI for attempted murder right no

t her like a blade

topped

ld. Her mother was in a facility bed, dependent on machines and medication and the fragile thre

deep it had nowhere else to go. They dropped onto the coll

herself to

ed forward, pressing her bare palms against the wet tiles. The spilled water was cool against her skin. Her

er face towar

er body be

was familiar, pain she had learned to breathe through. This was something else. This

sternum, fingers clawing at the fabric of her scrubs as if she co

inward-knees to chest, spine curved, the fetal reflex of a

of air. Each inhale was a battle. Each exhale was a wheeze.

xpression twisted into som

ice dripped with contemp

lips around the syllables, but all that came out was a wet, rattling wheeze

His eyes tracked the color draining from her lips, the way the skin around her

ls were

was goi

hit him like a

sn't f

ying on h

up in a burning clinic with his face peeled off and his best friend dragg

users, but he didn't notice. He grabbed her wrist. His fingers pressed hard against her

tic flutter, too fast, too weak-like a dy

wet tile. He caught himself against the wall and sl

ly cracked-on the single word. "G

button and tur

w, useless breath. Her eyes were open but unseeing, fixed on some point

how. His hands-hands that had broken bones, signed billion-doll

The only language he knew. "You don't get to die before I

e wasn't sure he was eve

n burst through, medical kit in

illed water that had started it all, watching the gray creep across the

hought, the realization c

e on her feet than

e near

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Bound To The Ruthless Billionaire Proxy
Bound To The Ruthless Billionaire Proxy
“Elsie stood completely alone in the pouring rain at her father's freshly dug grave. Before she could even mourn, a black SUV pulled up, and Roland Cantu shoved a marriage contract into her hands. He claimed her father had embezzled three billion dollars from the Carlisle group, leaving her with a massive debt. "Sign the marriage contract, and the debt is forgiven." When Elsie refused to marry a dying man, Roland threatened to instantly cut off her mother's life support and her own vital heart medication. Forced to sign, she was dragged to the Carlisle fortress, stripped of her clothes, scrubbed with harsh chemicals, and locked in a glass medical cage. Inside, she was guarded by Axel Stone, a ruthless proxy who treated her like a corporate assassin. When Elsie simply tried to give her dying husband a sip of water, Axel slapped the cup away and accused her of poisoning it. "Get on your knees and drink it." He violently forced her head toward the puddle on the cold floor, triggering a massive, near-fatal cardiac event. Even after she survived and proved her innocence, Axel still ordered her only warm meal thrown into the garbage disposal. Elsie didn't understand why her father was framed, or why she was trapped in this paranoid nightmare with a sadistic madman. But as she stared at the empty kitchen counter, her fear finally turned into burning anger. Since they desperately needed her alive to produce an heir and secure their trust fund, she would use their own leverage against them. She was going to demand a child through IVF, survive this prison, and tear this twisted family apart to clear her father's name.”