One Night With The Disguised Tycoon

Chapter 8

Word Count: 899 | Released on: 03/11/2026

h ceilings of the grand hall. Not

kept her spine ramrod straight. Her fingers dug into the

she said, tilting her head back to meet her adop

radiating suffocating authority. "You ran out on Mr. Langley in the middle of a b

er chest heaving. "If I hadn't run, that disgusting

r, his face devoid of a single shred of warmth. "Bertram is the key to a multi-billion-dollar

her head, freezing the blood in her veins. She stared at the man she h

eaten came from the McClains. Now that it's time to pay us back, you act like a

bargaining chip!" Gabrielle gritted her teeth, her eye

o point it right at her nose. "Since you have such a strong spine, effective i

She had already given her last ten million to Di

nto dangerous slits. "Without my permission, you won't take

f her hands before the other grabbed Gabrielle by both arms and twisted them behind her back. The moment th

cried out as sharp pain shot through her shoulde

he stairs in a pink lace nightgown, yawning into her hand. Seeing

thes? Did you spend the night rolling around in the slums

Gabrielle glared at her, twisti

es caught a glimpse of flushed, bruised skin peeking

and yanked the zipper of the hoodie

c sound sliced thr

collarbone were laid completely bare under the crystal chande

ry pair of eyes locked onto the unmista

e tried to pull the hoodie closed, but the guar

lungs, pointing a manicured finger at Gabrielle's neck. "She

of fury, he swung his heavy cane sideways, smashing it into a

oor. A jagged piece sliced across Gabrielle's bare ankl

ith rage, spitting as he cursed at her. "You d

spair, her mind flashing back to the dark ba

ered viciously. "Who knows if she caught some filthy disease ou

e. Bertram had explicitly demanded a

at the butler. "Drag her down to the medical suite! I

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One Night With The Disguised Tycoon

Gertrude Romance

“I was adopted by the wealthy Mcclain family, raised solely to be a bargaining chip for their corporate mergers. At my engagement banquet, my adoptive father drugged my champagne to force me into marrying a sixty-year-old tycoon. To escape being ruined by that old man, I stumbled into a dark bathroom and begged a mysterious hitman for help. Driven to the edge by the drug, I gave him my virginity and a ten million dollar check, just to survive the night. But when I finally escaped back home, my nightmare truly began. My stepsister maliciously unzipped my jacket in front of everyone, exposing the fresh bite marks and bruises covering my neck. Furious that his marriage merchandise was tainted, my adoptive father had his guards twist my arms behind my back. "Drag her to the medical suite! I want to know if this piece of goods is still intact!" he roared. I was strapped down to a freezing stainless-steel table by two heavy-set nurses, unable to move an inch. A corrupt private doctor forced cold metal instruments into me, ignoring my agonizing screams while my family gloated outside the curtain. Lying there in unbearable humiliation, my heart completely died. Twenty-two years of obedience meant nothing; to them, I was just a slab of meat on a butcher's scale. That night, locked in my dark bedroom in absolute despair, the balcony door suddenly clicked open. The hitman I thought I would never see again stepped out of the shadows, his eyes turning blood-red as he looked at my bruised wrists. "Since this house makes you cry like that, you're coming with me."”