His Forbidden Canary: Escaping The Contract

Author: Kattie Eaton

Chapter 1

Word Count: 611 | Released on: Today at 13:51

e velvet sofa across from her, legs crossed, his g

loor, a stark contrast to the ridiculous Dior evening gown she was forc

e, but exquisitely beautiful, her blue eyes f

"That's better. Remember your place. You're the canary I pai

e." His words struck her heart, reminding her of her family's bankrup

ms, the bite of her own nails the only anch

ulian issued a new command,

ept across the empty living room. Her gaze caught on a modern painting on

, letting the silence stre

es downcast. Her long lashes cas

ure this. It was her only belief, the on

ut his hand. It wasn't an

lking on knives as she

ed with the rich scent of wine. It made h

ere about to touch his,

forward with the moment

, delighted by h

he room spun. Humiliating tears welled in her eyes,

to lose interest. He stood up,

er head up. "Remember, Annabel, from the moment y

across her lips, his eyes

r but stubbornly refu

sle was in the middle of an overseas video conference. His cold, gray eyes w

vibrated on the des

his tie and picked up the phone. He saw an e

e message was ju

ught a 'guest' to the villa.

ent flat, cold. He knew his lawles

the study. He had only one destination - his villa in

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His Forbidden Canary: Escaping The Contract

Kattie Eaton Romance

“After her family went bankrupt and her father was imprisoned, Annabel had no choice but to sign a debt-repayment contract to survive. She never expected the buyer to be Julian Sharpe, her former fiancé. He didn't want her labor; he wanted her absolute degradation. He forced her into a ridiculous evening gown, parading the former heiress as his bought "canary." When she resisted his assault, he dragged her into a guest room and tied her ankle to the bedpost with a silk leash. "Remember, Annabel, from the moment you signed that contract, you have no dignity left." Julian sneered, treating her worse than a stray dog. Annabel trembled in the dark, her tears soaking the tangled fabric of her dress. She was the Beaumont princess he once swore to cherish. Why was he torturing her with such vicious, humiliating hatred? She thought her life was completely over, trapped in this beautiful cage with no way out. Until the bedroom door was violently kicked open. Landon Carlisle, Julian's terrifyingly powerful cousin and the true master of the estate, stepped through the frame. He lifted Julian by the throat, threw him aside like a piece of trash, and quietly knelt on the floor to untie her leash. "Let her go." Landon ordered, his cold gray eyes locking onto her terrified blue ones, and Annabel realized her fate had just taken a drastic, unpredictable turn.”