I Hid My Empire For Her Love

Chapter 6

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ce tag was astronomical. She held it up against Julian's chest. "What do you think of

rk depths, she saw a flicker of something that l

ged a look, then Jordin muttered a lame excuse, and they walked away. As they left, Carley saw the q

ing shaky. Julian's hand found hers again, his grip firm and grounding. He did

chat titled "Port Sterling El

l? Poor, tragic Carley McGowan. She actually marr

Someone took a screenshot, and soon it was making the rounds on a wid

irely. She had to go to Aethelburg for a few days to finalize th

xpecting him to be annoyed that she was leavi

ion unreadable as always. When s

ment was almos

throom, a towel slung low on his hips, his hair damp. Droplets of wate

nd pulled her back against his warm, solid body. He rested

asked, his voice a

suddenly on high alert. "Two, maybe three," s

k soon," he whispered, his lips brushing

t more intimate, more possessive, than anything they had done before. Her heart hammered a

he vehicle was a dusty, slightly dented pickup truck

g, deep look that felt like he was memorizing h

turned and clim

his pocket and pull out the old flip phone. She didn't see his exp

a number f

. "Jordin Shelton and Dorsey Figueroa. I want them looked into. And

the road, in the direction of Aethelburg. His

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I Hid My Empire For Her Love

TESS WHITE Romance

“To escape my money-hungry relatives, I, a fallen socialite, made a desperate choice and married a blue-collar construction worker named Julian. He was quiet and protective. I thought I had found a simple, safe life. But when I traveled to Aethelburg to settle my debts, I was cornered by Slate Sterling, an arrogant billionaire heir who wouldn't take no for an answer. Trapped in his penthouse by security guards, my bluff about my husband coming to save me only provoked cruel laughter. They had looked into me and knew Julian was just a laborer. I was completely at their mercy. Suddenly, Slate's assistant received a phone call. The voice on the other end was cold, flat, and absolute. "Get her out of your hotel safely in sixty seconds, or the Sterling family's operations will cease to exist by morning." Slate's arrogant smirk vanished, replaced by pure terror. He scrambled to release me, screaming at his guards to get me out. Standing safely on the busy street, I was completely bewildered. Why would a powerful billionaire be so terrified of a single phone call? And why did that distorted, commanding voice sound so familiar? Just then, my phone rang. It was Julian. "Is your business done? When are you coming home?" His voice was as calm and ordinary as always. But as I stood there shivering, a chilling realization hit my bones: my simple construction worker husband was the terrifying man who just brought a billionaire to his knees.”