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TRAPPED IN MY ENEMY'S BED

Chapter 5 The devil doesn't let go

Word Count: 1213    |    Released on: 20/10/2026

e's

ad shoulders filled the doorway, the kind of solid, controlled power that didn't need

the threshold. Every instinct screamed

ure, crossed to the bar, and pulled out a bottle of whisky. The glass clinked once, sharp in the silence

ath le

w tha

o meet him f

inally stood in front of Spencer McCartney and made him answer for what he did to my mother. In those

lain to one of the most dangerous men I'd ever researched that I wasn't his wife.

d at me. The silence stretched long and heavy. There wa

he

is voice was flat. "My boys tol

justice crashed into the reality of the man sitting in front of me. None of it made sense. But

s came out rushed, thin. "Your m

dn't heard me. Slow. Unbothered. The ang

er husband. He had to know his own

ice cracked. "You should know your wife bett

nce pressed harder

, irritation flaring throug

Only that cold,

nside me. I stepped

past today if I don't get back to her. Just let me leave. Please.

he air from my lungs. His eyes locked on mine-terrifying. The pressure of his fingers was enough to make every breath a struggle. Terror flooded me in a hot, shaking wave. M

g you're insane. Fine. Keep that up, and I'll have a doctor declare you mentally unfit and lock you up in the farthest psychiatr

fly to my throat, the

need you

lood-lodged some

he need

of fear-deeper than the fear of his hand around

ing. Long enough for my vision to blur at the edges and my knees to start giving out. The room tilted. I cou

hing hard, one hand pressed

through the air like a b

ed up

control in the way he stood over me. T

't let hi

with a trembling hand, and dragged in a painful

just...

es nar

ock, and my voice w

a c-c

. "What did you

"And a coward." The words came out broken, desperate, forced past the raw ach

hind his eyes. I knew things were about to get worse, but I couldn't stop. N

king," he said. Quie

inger trembling so badly i

ough. "So what if your family has influence? People hear you

gry that wasn't just irritation. It looked

d at me. Tears burned at the edges of my vision aga

just a sick bully who put his hands on the throat of

he room felt co

s. Hard. Not bruising yet, but close

d absolute. "You are my wife. And I'm

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TRAPPED IN MY ENEMY'S BED
TRAPPED IN MY ENEMY'S BED
“Chloe has spent months hunting the man she believes responsible for the hit-and-run that ruined her mother's life. Her only goal is justice-until a case of mistaken identity turns her life upside down. Taken in place of a runaway bride who looks exactly like her, Chloe is dragged to the home of the groom. Then she sees his face and realizes the horrifying truth: he is the dangerous man she has been hunting. No matter how desperately she explains that she is not his wife, he refuses to believe her. To him, she is his wife and whatever game she thinks she is playing will not change that. Now trapped in his mansion and forced to live as his wife, Chloe is cut off from her sick mother and surrounded by people who believe she is someone else. But she refuses to surrender. With a sharp tongue, stubborn courage, and a growing determination to escape, she begins searching for answers. Who is the woman who looks exactly like her? What really happened the night her mother was injured? And why does every answer lead to another secret? As Chloe digs deeper, the walls between her and the billionaire begin to crack. Their hostility gives way to an unexpected, dangerous attraction neither can explain. Yet Chloe still cannot trust him-and she has no idea that the truth about the accident may be far more complicated than she ever imagined. She is determined to escape and finish what she started. He is determined not to let her go.”