icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Secret Wife is A Hero

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 505    |    Released on: 04/02/2026

over the room. He noted the blood on the sheets, the

w now, wrapped in a black robe,

without turning around. "Ta

protocol is to return t

er said. "And she's.

to the guards

ed Arla in a wool blan

f a golf cart, took her to a sm

ssing a bundle of f

There are no personal items

e door, his ha

wo: You do not attempt to contact the outside wor

ut. The heavy oa

counted to sixty,

embling in her legs was gone. She walked to

iling: a small r

other red l

om, checked the corners. N

d water run. She splashed her face, scrub

e, low and rough. Always leav

her name, she

explore the

rp objects, no knives, only r

d the jun

er

rclip, wedged

and to her mouth, pretending to cough, and

y, Culver sat in front

ago," Julian said, reading from a tablet

rom the cottage. Arla was curled up o

marks," Culver said. "Dig deeper, I

amera, her fingernail was scratching a map into the fabric of the so

sed the int

mute," his voice e

k, trembling smile. Under her tongue, the pa

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Secret Wife is A Hero
Secret Wife is A Hero
“I was Asset 7, a "ghost" kept in a high-security facility with no memory and paralyzed vocal cords. My only value was my silence, making me the perfect disposable tool for the world's elite. Everything changed when I was sold to Culver Lancaster, a media billionaire drugged with a dangerous synthetic aphrodisiac. His staff needed a woman who couldn't talk, couldn't sue, and didn't exist in any official directory. They scrubbed my skin raw like a piece of meat and threw me into a dark penthouse with a man who had lost his mind to the drug. Culver didn't treat me like a human; he choked me against a door and used my body as a shield against his own madness. When I tried to run, his security hunted me down with dogs, and Culver threw me into a freezing wine cellar. I spent days in total darkness, starving and dehydrated, lapping dirty water off the floor just to stay alive. I lay on that cold stone, wondering why my life had become a series of cages and scars. I couldn't even scream to let the world know I was dying. How could a man claim to protect me while treating me like a disposable object? But when Culver finally came to the cellar to feed me, I didn't surrender. I bit him hard enough to draw blood, watching the shock in his eyes as I communicated the only way I could. Now, I wear the silk uniform and the velvet mask he bought for me, playing the role of his obedient "Shadow." Culver thinks he owns a broken girl he can lock in a velvet panic room, but I'm a weapon who just found her target. Every kiss is a reconnaissance mission, and I'm going to burn his empire to the ground.”