The Billionaire's Contract of Vengeance

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Bound by a contract of convenience, Amelia finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of revenge orchestrated by the enigmatic billionaire Damon Van Derlyn. As their lives intertwine, secrets unravel, and a forbidden love blossoms amidst a web of deceit and betrayal.

Mystery Fantasy Betrayal Love triangle

Chapter 10 The Reckoning

01-08 16:17

Chapter 1 The Deal

Rain lashed against the penthouse windows, mirroring the storm brewing inside Amelia. Across the polished mahogany table sat Damon Van Derlyn, a man who exuded power and an air of chilling indifference. His eyes, the color of stormy seas, held a predatory glint as he surveyed her.

"You want me to marry you?" Amelia scoffed, the absurdity of the situation hitting her like a physical blow.

Damon leaned back in his chair, a slow, predatory smile gracing his lips. "Precisely. A marriage in name only, of course. A mutually beneficial arrangement."

Amelia bristled. "And what, pray tell, is so beneficial about marrying a man I barely know?"

"Social appearances," Damon said smoothly, "a public facade. You get the title, the lifestyle, the security." He gestured around the opulent penthouse, a testament to his wealth. "And I... I get to erase a debt."

Amelia's gaze hardened. "A debt? What kind of debt?"

Damon's smile vanished, replaced by a chilling mask of fury. "A debt of blood. A debt that will be repaid, one way or another."

Amelia felt a shiver crawl down her spine. This was not a simple business proposition. This was a dangerous game, a dance with a devil. But desperation, a constant companion since her father's untimely demise, pushed her towards the edge.

"What are the terms?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Damon leaned forward, his eyes boring into hers. "Absolute discretion. No emotional entanglements. And when the debt is repaid..." He paused, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. "You are free."

Amelia felt a surge of defiance. "And if I refuse?"

Damon's eyes narrowed. "Then the consequences... will be dire."

The rain continued to fall, mirroring the storm brewing within Amelia. She had a choice: succumb to desperation and enter this dangerous game or risk losing everything. But the thought of being a pawn in Damon Van Derlyn's revenge game filled her with a chilling dread.