A Kiss From The Billionaire's Son

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steady, refusing to bow. It was a stubborn determination, like a pine tree standing tall

that intrigue-only the d

uld tell he wasn't repulsed.

smirk, his deep, icy voice cutting through the

elt like a small, terrified deer in front of a predator, ready to pounce at any moment. I couldn

p and assessing, before he ab

he tension in my body snap, leaving me sliding down the wall in exhaustion. My

efiant smile on my face. Tears still clung to my lashes, and fear linge

For a fleeting moment, I had even considered surrendering, convincing myself it was like being bitten by a dog-painful bu

mily. I was a replacement. A pawn. But I wasn

t wasn't over-not by a long shot. As long as I stayed in th

ruck me. I turned back and locked the door, then moved whatever furnit

o days, Captian

d it be that he was avoiding me now? If so, I should thank my old teacher for those

of peace, the sound of car horns e

standing at attention, their stiff postures sug

ally be him? Th

bread I was holding and bolted to

blocking my way. "CEO Anderson ha

in sent here against my will. No marriage certificate, no wedding ceremony-just a deal

best. Without formal ties,

toward me, surrounded by his men. He was dressed in his signature black coat, his boots echoing against t

is pale complexion, though it som

the dirt as I avoided his gaze. All I wanted

was standing dire

ace. "Welcome home, CEO Anderson," I said, my voice soft

e, unblinking, and his Ad

stare lingered, and I instinctively step

an eternity, he final

k. Follow hi

there was none. Clenching my fists, I forced myself to step forw

es of our last encounter sent waves of dread coursing through me, an

o the mansion, but toward the back

back

dly, he kept it out there, filled with venomous

y trees. The wind rustled the leaves, casting eerie, flickerin

t came a faint, unmistakable hissing sound. My stomach

ordered, his tone s

tretched hand as though it w

aking my head, my pale

ropped to a dangerous growl. "Come

ach step feeling like it could be my last. Sweat s

side, my knees felt

e are?" he asked, hi

s writhed and hissed, their scales glinting like polished leather. Skeletal re

aid, my voice trembling desp

e. His touch was unnervingly gentle, but it only heightened my fear.

ward the pit again, where those lifele

They ate

d very wel