Pampered By The Ruthless Billionaire Cousin

Chapter 7

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, he could hear it clearly now: a man's low, preda

e the heel of his $2,000 Italian leather shoe into the wood next to the h

rd, slamming again

Cody Tucker was fumbling with the zipper on Chloe's dr

red, the alcohol and adrenali

e was slumped on the floor, her dress torn at the shoulder,

n's wife, the controlled fury in Julian's e

she vaguely knew, a presence that felt... safe. "Save me..." she whispered, the wor

k. He grabbed Cody by the collar of his designer shirt

Before Cody could recover, Julian seized his wrist and twisted. A sickenin

ce. He stripped off his suit jacket, walked back into the stall, and gently wr

th foreign and disturbingly natural. He strode out of the

Chloe on the plush leather sofa. She moaned, her body arching, her hands

umbled, her head thras

rs, she latched onto him like a drowning woman to a raft. Her fingers dug into his fore

... hel

h of a woman had been a source of revulsion, a trigger for his deepest anxieties. But now, with Chloe

face, her parted lips, her clo

. He scooped her up again and carried her into the master bathr

hock of the cold water making her cling to him e

to his shirt, her rapid, shallow breaths warming the skin of his neck. He closed his eyes, his jaw clenched

e a low, rough command against her

-induced fog. Her frantic movements stilled. Slowly, she lift

eyes wide with a dazed,

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“For two years, Chloe Sullivan lived in a gilded cage, playing the perfect, quiet wife to Ryan Astor in a loveless marriage of convenience. Until a high-resolution photo of Ryan passionately kissing actress Sienna Sterling dominated the internet. Sienna's fans launched a digital crusade, hailing the affair as true love while viciously cyberbullying Chloe as a hollow, gold-digging obstacle. But public humiliation wasn't enough for Ryan. To void their ironclad prenup and leave her with absolutely nothing, he orchestrated a sickening trap. He lured her to an exclusive club under the guise of meeting her divorce lawyer, and had a sleazy friend slip a heavy drug into her water. "Once we have photos of her in bed with another man, she'll sign anything just to make it go away." Chloe's limbs went heavy as the drug burned through her veins. She was dragged down a dim hallway, shoved into a dark restroom, and felt a stranger's hands tearing at her dress. She had endured his constant indiscretions and kept her end of their bargain, yet he was willing to completely destroy her dignity and life just to play the victim. As her vision blurred and terror consumed her, she used her last ounce of strength to whisper a desperate plea for help. But Ryan's perfect setup failed. When Chloe finally opened her eyes the next morning, she wasn't surrounded by flashing cameras in a cheap hotel room. She was safe in a luxurious penthouse, and sitting beside her bed was the one man Ryan was absolutely terrified of-the true, ruthless heir to the empire, Julian Astor IV.”