The Billionaire's Secret Blood Sacrifice Bride

Chapter 5

Word Count: 729 | Released on: 18/04/2026

San Francisco. The air inside the cabin was

s head resting against the leather seat. Sud

locking his gaze onto Cora. His eyes were c

edical bleach?" Kendrick demanded, his voi

ard in her pocket felt like it wa

in her lap. "I bumped into a drunk doctor in the h

ed for ten agonizing seconds. Then, he let out a soft chuckl

let the guards handle it," he said sof

ut Cora could feel the icy r

n't go to his study. He grabbed Cora's wrist and pulled

collar of her custom Hermes gown an

the ruined silk fell to the floor. She backed away,

on full blast. He didn't wait for it to warm up. He gr

ubbing her skin. He scrubbed the exact spot on her arm where Cayden

urts!" Cora cried out

eetheart," he whispered in her ear, his voice sickeningly sweet over the sound

rapped her shivering body in a thic

lled out two large white pills and a glass o

holding the pills out. "Take your nutrit

d violently, pressing herself against the h

s large hand gripping her jaw like a vice, forcing her mouth open. H

ls slid down her esophagus. A strange, hea

tly wiped the water from her chin

felt like they were filled with wet sand. She clawed at the bedsheets, f

saw Kendrick stand up. He unbuttoned

stopping at her waist. He stared at the exact spot where

ring his wife. It was the look of a

ner of Cora's eye as the abso

er her body, turned off the lights, and walked

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“Cora thought she was the luckiest woman alive, married to a devoted tech billionaire who showered her with custom haute couture and obsessive care. But his "protection" involved locking her inside their San Francisco estate, forcing her to swallow foul neon-green supplements, and drawing her blood with highly classified veterinary needles. She thought it was just his extreme paranoia, until a cynical doctor cornered her at a charity gala. "Kendrick isn't raising a wife. He's curating a very rare, very fragile medical specimen. You're his personal pharmacy." Terrified, Cora broke into Kendrick's hidden safe and found a medical report approving her total bone marrow and stem cell depletion. Kendrick wasn't a doting husband. He was raising her as a human bloodbag to save his terminally ill cousin. When she nearly uncovered the truth, Kendrick cried fake tears, claiming he only needed her antibodies. "Tomorrow, we are going to my private island in the Caribbean. Just the two of us. No internet. No guards. Just peace." Cora almost believed his vulnerable act, deeply confused by how a man who kissed her so tenderly could plan to slaughter her in cold blood. Then, while packing for the trip, she dropped a wooden box, revealing a hidden flight manifesto. Kendrick's return date was listed. Hers was completely blank. Stapled to the back was a clinical schedule: Intensive Marrow Harvesting - Final Stage. Patient will not require return transport. Hearing his heavy footsteps echoing in the hallway, Cora gripped the sharp edges of the broken box. She was not going to be a slaughtered lamb on that island.”