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Deal With The Devilish Wall Street Tycoon

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 740    |    Released on: Today at 16:24

, Frank Baxter gave a sharp nod. The guards released their grip o

was pressed flat against the rusted chain-link fence right next to

ace between the Ferrari and the Porsche. She

vibrating right through Ami's chest cavity. The air grew t

flag sla

hed forward like bul

hair back violently. She instinctively squeezed her eye

already gone, swallowed by the darknes

e track flickered to life, showing a liv

black Ferrari was tearing down a narrow coastal highway built i

approached a notorious section th

e brakes, Jerad yanke

erally scraped the very edge of the cliff where there was no guardra

ng terror grip her throat. She couldn't understand why this

straightaway, Dean aggressively swerved, trying to cli

e made micro-adjustments to the steering wheel,

brakes echoed across the lot. Both car

een flashed. The milliseconds we

ead silence for two seconds befo

His face was twisted in violent rage.

m casually on the steering wheel, his eyes as

of the Ferrari. He screamed over the crow

lights would be completely shut off. Pit

ld be to rely entirely on a passenger sitting in the co

h of a second too late, both the driver and

ough the crowd. This wasn't r

head and looked up at the VIP platform, lock

antically, stumbling backward away from the railing, ma

d Jerad loudly, shouting that Jerad wasn't man

pened his mouth, clearly about t

avering female voice sliced thro

l do

ow caution tape and ducked under it. She walked with st

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“Ami Cleveland's family empire was destroyed overnight by a malicious short-selling attack, leaving her mother facing federal prison and hunted by ruthless loan sharks. To secure a hundred-million-dollar lifeline, Ami risked her life as a blindfolded co-pilot in a deadly cliffside street race, all just to get five minutes alone with Jerad Kidd, the elusive Wall Street titan she had accidentally slept with the night before. But instead of saving her, Jerad completely crushed her dignity. "What makes you think you are worth a hundred million dollars?" He mocked her desperate pitch, calling her family's equity garbage, and coldly walked away. Two days later, he forced her onto his Miami superyacht as a political decoy, making her wear a backless silk gown that offered zero protection and throwing her into a sea of wealthy predators. When a drunk tech billionaire pinned her against a sofa and tried to rip the thin straps of her dress, Ami screamed for help. She looked up at the VIP balcony in absolute despair, only to see Jerad looking away, treating her like she didn't even exist. She didn't understand why he was torturing her. Why did he let her risk her life in his car, only to humiliate her and feed her to the wolves? With no one to save her, Ami grabbed a whiskey glass and violently smashed it into her attacker's face. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the man's brutal retaliation slap. But the hit never came. A large hand, wearing a heavy Patek Philippe watch, shot out of nowhere and clamped down on the man's raised arm like a steel vice.”
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