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Flash Marriage To The Wheelchair Tyrant

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 847    |    Released on: Today at 18:52

g porcelain tiles, every trace of air violently force

trace of warmth, lowering his head until h

I'll make

skin, heavy with the sharp scent of

shoes clicked against the floor

! Come out and hand over the phone,

fore he cursed under his breath and walked ba

ning her, jerking her chin toward

edged his long, muscular leg straight between her knees with rut

otsteps of the other two

alls," one of

tility radiating off him thickened, and the fingers g

he door, Casandra parted her lips and sank

k brows drawing into a tight line as his grip

, but his fingers clamped around her wrist like steel

drag me down with you," Dedric rasped against her temple

t to order me around?" Casandra shot back in a harsh

g.

re being yanked open one by one

her to make a noise. A man and a woman locked inside a restroom stall at mi

nearly suffocated her ten seconds ago, and now he expected her to play along

to say, Dedric leaned down,

asy, someone

words for a total stranger? Not a chance. She wedged her arms firmly

eir stall rattled viol

there? C

eyes narrowed. His large hand slid down to her wais

h-

orcing a sharp gasp from her thr

e hell a

opped over her face, and his cold, firm lips crashe

ind going completely blank as his dom

it. It was a calculated, puni

inst his ribs, but her strikes barel

der waist, pulling her flush against his body before spinni

e man holding the han

n there?

f a steady, rhythmic rattling that echoed right after her breathless ga

ard smirk with his partner, and rapped his

-that door won't h

th, the two men turned and

ing the kiss, a low, magnetic

ank

t burning where his hand had bruised her. Without uttering a sound, she chan

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Flash Marriage To The Wheelchair Tyrant
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“Brought back from a rusty trailer park, I was supposed to be the Turner family's obedient marriage pawn. But the night before my engagement, I caught my wealthy fiancé and my beloved stepsister rolling around naked in the hotel's presidential suite. I filmed the whole thing, but my biological father didn't care about the truth. He called me an ungrateful wretch, claiming I drugged my stepsister out of jealousy. He released a midnight press statement canceling the engagement due to my bad morals and threatened to cut off my grandmother's life-saving medical payments. To fill the massive hole in the family trust fund, my father quickly found a new use for me. He sold me off to Dedric Black, the notoriously ruthless, paralyzed head of the Black family who allegedly sent his last three fiancées straight to the psychiatric ward. They thought they were throwing a helpless country bumpkin into the wolves' den. What they didn't know was that I am actually a top-tier underground surgeon. Even better, I had just run into my terrifying new fiancé in a men's restroom earlier that night-standing on two perfectly healthy legs. "Tell my father I accept the marriage." I smiled coldly. It was time to see how long my new husband could keep up his little act.”