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Bound To The Masked Comatose Billionaire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 857    |    Released on: Today at 11:41

and splashed freezing water onto her pale face. She gripped the

She took a deep, shuddering breath, staring at her

ce room, the real Axel Sterling sat in a massive leather office cha

mas. His gaze was full of cold suspicion. His long index finger

r a highly classified background check on Chloe. The crisp soun

mily forced her into this marriage. He let out a

. He was convinced Victoria planted Chloe here to

cked up a warm, damp towel from a basin. With surprising ge

face. His brow furrowed. A strange, irrit

cold-blooded monsters, and that only the two of them were the same kind. The h

emotion flashed in his deep eyes. He quickl

onal space. He pressed the intercom button on his des

l velvet sofa in the corner of the room. She curled her body into a ti

a deep, steady rhythm. The bookshelf on the

ster bedroom. Without making a sound, they expertly detached the stand-in from the se

were perfectly fine. His tall, heavily muscled

His custom leather shoes sank into t

Chloe. A thin sliver of moonlight slipped throu

of her eyes. A sharp, unfamiliar sting hit his chest

ay down flat. Benjamen moved in quickly, attach

xel's neck and jaw. He secured the silver mask over th

l closed his eyes. He slowed his heart rate and breathin

into the hidden room. The booksh

the room. Chloe shivered on the sofa. She slow

o the bed to check on her husband. Her eyes

rearm looked thicker, more defined than th

er. The second her fingertips brushed against his

r the blanket instantly locked tight. He had to bite the ins

skin. She snatched her hand back, her

hat was going on. Just as her fingers gripped the fabric, three loud knocks h

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Bound To The Masked Comatose Billionaire
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“I was an orphan bought by the wealthy White family, but they never treated me as their own. To save their real daughter from marrying a heavily burned, comatose man, my adoptive mother threatened to pull the plug on my grandmother's ventilator. I was forced to take her place and marry the brain-dead heir of the Sterling family. My adoptive family locked me up and mocked me. My ex-boyfriend dumped me to get engaged to their real daughter, who proudly admitted she had framed me to ruin my graduation and my life. At the terrifying Sterling estate, my new step-mother-in-law humiliated me with a brutal prenup, warning me I would leave with absolutely nothing. I was treated like disposable trash by everyone I ever trusted, suffocating in a nightmare I couldn't escape. To secure my grandmother's medical fees and buy my ultimate freedom, I was forced by the terrifying family patriarch to sign a degrading contract. "Produce a legal heir with Axel within one year, and you get one hundred million dollars." How was I supposed to get pregnant by a man who had been a vegetable for two years? Driven by sheer desperation and the heavy, sweet aphrodisiac burning in the dim bedroom, I tremblingly reached out and unbuttoned my comatose husband's pajamas. But the moment my fingers brushed his scorching skin, the "brain-dead" man's dark, dangerous eyes suddenly snapped open.”