Escaping The Billionaire Alpha's Cruel Contract

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focating expanse of the Formal Dining Room. The massive mahogany table was set for five, the

head of the table, a

ed, my voice tight, trying to pierce his armor. "Or is

ear and rebellion, Elara," he commanded, his Alpha tone vibrating through the floorboards, demanding absolute

he heavy chime of the doorbell echoed throug

wrapped in a loud leopard-print coat, her brassy blonde hair stiff with hairspray.

t reeked of cheap floral perfume-a jarring contrast to the o

to my ear, her nails digging into my back. "Whi

llionaire CEO mask flawlessly, offering a gracious, blinding smile that didn

e inevitable money tal

r. While Declan poured a drink for a visibly trembling Josep

ight," she ordered in a vicious whisper. "T

pha, Lydia," I muttered

wolfless Omega. Your only value is keeping him entertained. Use your body if you h

ing to sacrifice my mother's life for her son's g

Declan. "Just pay them," I whispered, keeping my back t

erything has a price." He leaned in, his breath brushing my ear. "A Pack photographer is coming after dessert. You will sit on my lap.

t my mother's lifeline. A

ner, the tension was thick enough to choke on. I pus

y eyes darted to Joseph. He was hunched over, his sweaty hands hidden b

he phone away, the screen tilted just enough for

s he buy

d to ice. *K.R

e to beg for money to pay off Rogues. He was Karly's spy. They were

l glass. His icy gaze cut across the table, locking onto m

ing my parasitic family and my tragic fate. But as I looked at the man who had destroyed my life, my