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Betrayed By Fiancé, Claimed By His Uncle

Chapter 3 3

Word Count: 734    |    Released on: Today at 13:47

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slow burn. It was a ragin

mind was crumbling piece by piece. She writhed o

a noose. She grabbed the lapels of Aurthur's coat and ripped t

erked his eyes away from her

e commanded. His

ne didn't sober her. It acte

nding relief, Clare's body sought th

ainst his side, pressing her burning cheek directly

tire body tu

burying his obsession, eight years of forced distance, w

s fingers dug into her flesh

ut, his voice turnin

scent of cedar filled her lungs. It dragged a memory up

assy with unshed tears. She sta

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tched out, heavy

as an answer. It was re

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had built shat

hair. He took control of the kiss, turning it from a clumsy assault into a bru

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against his chest and

opposite door, panting h

bbed, confusion and s

. "Stop the car! Let me out! I would rather find

the car ins

urthur's sanity together snapp

ndom

keep her pure and safe, and she wanted to

ng them together with one massive hand. His grip was pa

through his teeth. The w

slammed his hand agai

ur barked at the driver.

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ouse," Au

right turn, abandoning

king her limbs heavy and useless. She couldn't fight him. She was trapped in

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“Clare Lynch thought she was celebrating her fairy-tale engagement. She happily drank the pink cocktail her best friend, Brianna, handed her. But the drink was laced with a powerful, burning drug. As Clare's legs gave out, she overheard Brianna whispering outside the door. Her best friend had hired two thugs to assault her on camera and completely ruin her life. Terrified and gasping for air, Clare hid in the VIP room and called her fiancé, Jaren, for help. "I feel sick. Something is wrong. Please come get me." But Jaren just sighed impatiently, busy comforting his mistress in the background. "Stop throwing tantrums for attention. Grow up." Jaren hung up the phone. When Clare finally escaped and begged her grandmother to cancel the wedding, the matriarch coldly refused. She told Clare that marriage was just a business transaction, and she had to endure Jaren's cheating because their family needed the Bolton's money. Betrayed by her best friend, abandoned by her fiancé, and sold out by her own blood. Clare's world completely collapsed. She was nothing but a bargaining chip, thrown to the monsters by the people she loved most. The sheer injustice of it burned her soul to ash. With her last ounce of strength, Clare made a desperate choice. She called Aurthur Bolton-Jaren's ruthless, terrifying uncle. When the most dangerous man in New York kicked down the door to save her, Clare made a silent vow. She was done playing the perfect victim. She would let the devil claim her, as long as he helped her burn her abusers to the ground.”
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