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The Timid Wife Is A Ruthless Boss

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 693    |    Released on: Today at 16:14

the leather sofas with a reckl

ard she tasted copper. Her chest heaved. The ghost of the boy who had

sive frame directly in front of Isla, blocking her from the s

. He leaned to the side, trying to catch Isla's eye. His ga

aid. His voice w

ure in the r

s. "Who the hell are you, and why are yo

is chin up defiantly. "I'm the future son-in-

cé. Her fingernails dug into her palms until she felt wet b

nd him. He reached back without looking and grabbed

ble taste in women, Cantrell. Your fiancé is

lene. He took a step forward, reaching his hand out

arson's hand away

, the veins in his neck bulg

air crackled with violent male aggress

tiss started digging into Karson's past. She took

orced her eyes to widen in

, her voice shaking viole

in the chest. He stared at her blank

apels, tears spilling down her cheeks. "P

t-circuited his rage. He wrapped his arm around her

yguards stepped out of the shadows, slamming their

alcony, the autumn wi

d her back against the cold stone pillar. He box

, his voice a low, terrifying

d. She couldn't t

e. I've seen him at their parties... People in that circle, they always look at me with those eyes, ma

g for the lie. But Isla's terror was r

her shivering in the cold wind, his chest tightened. He stripp

to look at him. "Coffey women d

er face into the warm silk of his

Curtiss's jacket draped over Isla. Karson's hands c

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“I married Curtiss Coffey under a strict business contract, playing the role of a pathetic, timid orphan to survive my greedy uncle's family. They treated me like dirt, mocking my cheap clothes and forcing me to beg for their scraps while I lived in the shadow of their Manhattan penthouse. But my life as a doormat ended the night Curtiss discovered who I really was. During a high-stakes meeting at an exclusive SOHO club, a door cracked open for a split second. Inside, I wasn't the trembling assistant they all despised; I was Freya, the ruthless, cold-blooded founder of Verve, dominating powerful executives and dismantling their pathetic offers with surgical precision. Curtiss stood in the hallway, frozen in the shadows, his eyes locked on the woman he thought he knew. He watched me command the room with a lethal, calculated grace that shattered every lie I had ever told him. The timid girl he had pitied and protected didn't exist. He had been playing a game with a predator, and he had been her biggest fool all along. As the door clicked shut, he didn't storm in to confront me. He simply loosened his tie, a dark, terrifying smile spreading across his face. He looked like a wolf that had finally cornered his prey. He turned to his assistant and gave the only order that mattered: "Lock down the club. Nobody leaves."”
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