Sold To My Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 5

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sey's voice was dangerously low,

nd shoved Irva, hard

ound, and stumbled backward into Tristan's

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own, her hand reaching for the contr

pointed-toe shoe, sending the folder skittering ac

s rippled through the lobby. A hotel security gua

en, si

lipped, plunging the entire, cavernous space into a vacuum. The backgr

y, a wave of cold, immense power that ma

ulled by an invisible st

grand, sweeping staircase

yone in particular. His gaze was fixed, calm and dispass

anger, it all evaporated, replaced by a deep, primal fea

s man was. The true king of the Mckay empire. She instantly detached herself

read, far more potent than anything she'd fe

rom the folder. It moved slowly,

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conds. The disappointment and cold fury i

his eyes f

the raw, unbearable vulnerability. In his piercing gaze, she felt utterly e

a slight, almost imperceptible nod of

, past the frozen forms of Tristan and Irva, and bent down. He pick

s pocket and meticulously, insultingly, wiped away the

Burleigh and pre

. This object, this garbage that Irva had kicked and tram

hastly, bloodless white. She fina

ick. His uncle's property. His girlfrien

oking at it and passed it to anothe

n to descend

y were furniture, his presence a vortex o

hen he was b

ed her. He didn't look at her. He stared stra

low, guttural comman

in th

eating up the distance to the door, leavi

ling. She glanced back at Tristan and Irva. They

she felt a surge of power. It wasn't h

for her in a black

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Sold To My Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Anabella Brianes Romance

“Kelsey's son was dying, and the medical bills were a six-figure death sentence. To save him, her stepmother forced her to a hotel to sleep with her loathsome fiancé. But she entered the wrong suite and spent the night with a terrifying stranger. The next morning, she saw the magazine on the table and her blood ran cold. The man was Burleigh Mckay IV, the ruthless, untouchable billionaire-and her fiancé's uncle. She ran, but a man like him owned the world. He tracked her down and threw a brutal contract in her face, buying her body for three months in exchange for her son's life. She became his secret possession. Her fiancé publicly dumped her for his mistress, and her stepmother threatened to have her son killed in the hospital if she didn't extort five million dollars from the billionaire. Driven to a corner, Kelsey took a dangerous stunt double job to earn the money herself. But the lead actress was her fiancé's mistress. She deliberately pushed Kelsey into a deep water tank, triggering her crippling phobia of drowning. As the dark water filled her lungs, Kelsey felt nothing but agonizing despair. She had sold her dignity, her body, and her soul just to keep her son safe, yet they still wanted her dead. Just as she lost consciousness, a massive splash broke the surface. The untouchable billionaire had dived in. And as he dragged her out and breathed life into her lungs, he finally recognized her scent. She was the nameless girl who had saved his life five years ago.”