Sold as a Substitute Bride, Claimed by the Ruthless CEO

Chapter 9

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ils digging into her palms. She didn't know

grip like steel, and pulled her from the garden tow

you taking me?" she hisse

er into the room and lock

to the chaos outside. Eliana's heart s

hiskey. He leaned against the bar, watching her. The clink of ice agains

e like ice, "that marrying Julian Holloway

im, stunned. He

defiantly. "That's n

His eyes held a universe of contempt. "But you s

tapped the screen, and

then walked over

it, his face bloated and his eyes cruel, was Julian Holloway. He was treating

ce pale with nausea. This was the

ict, a sadist," Branson stated, his voice flat. "To see

ive. She had thought anywhere would be better than t

n her face, Branson set down h

o worry about that an

up at him

ch firm, forcing her to meet his gaze. His

won't be ma

ing the words h

your engagemen

n't compute. Her brain was a mes

shock. He released her chin an

ent between myself and Miss Eliana Moon. And inform Mr.

future in a single phone

lly found her voice, a cry of

ful mask. "You don't have the right to refuse. Marry me, or I'll

he world swayed, and all

ox. Branson took it and opened it. Inside lay a breathtaking evening g

anded. "My birthday party

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“To pay for my grandmother's medical bills, my stepmother forced me to be a substitute bride for a notorious, ugly old man from the wealthy Holloway family. When I tried to escape, my stepsister deliberately tricked me into entering the wrong hotel suite. Instead of the old man, I stumbled into a hostage situation and was saved by a terrifying, icy billionaire-Branson Holloway, the king of New York. He didn't let me go. Instead, he pinned me down, his cold eyes locked onto a hidden childhood scar on my wrist as if he recognized me. Back home, my stepmother showed me photos of a hired thug standing over my frail grandmother's hospital bed, warning me to obey. I was completely trapped, a pawn in their cruel game. Then, Branson unexpectedly demanded that I attend his birthday banquet as his personal date. Insanely jealous, my stepmother and stepsister conspired to drug my wine at dinner, hoping to ruin me so my stepsister could take my place in Branson's bed. I didn't understand why this dangerous, powerful man was suddenly so fixated on me. Why did he know about my secret scar? What did he want from a pawn like me? I secretly swapped the drugged glasses, watching my stepsister make a complete fool of herself. But my small victory vanished when Branson cornered me in a private study, declaring that the marriage deal had changed. He wasn't just a powerful stranger; he was my new groom. Trapped beside him in a dark, empty movie theater later that night, I slowly pulled out my phone, ready to play a dangerous game of cat and mouse to escape the devil himself.”