The Billionaire's Secret Blood Sacrifice Bride

Chapter 8

Word Count: 674 | Released on: 18/04/2026

e grand foyer, her face set in stone

e charity auction," she lied smoothly. "Tak

hout Kendrick there to explicitly de

use, flanked by two massive guards. She desperately looked around for a ba

an elegant, understated Chanel suit wal

ick's late mother was a Yates, that made Karen his aunt by mar

out and gently linked her arm through Cora's. "Cora, da

a saint. She endured her husband Bayard's violent bipolar outburst

Karen poured a cup of premium Darjeelin

Karen asked, her voice dripping with concern. "Is K

ed to tell Karen about the safe and the medical report. But

," Cora l

expertly pressed against the inside of Cora's wrist, feeling her puls

noted gently. "Are you eatin

al affection, nodded. "Kendrick gives m

crossed Karen's gentle fa

bsession with control... it comes from a place

Cora's delusion that Kendrick w

ard Yates stormed in, his eyes wild and ma

ile!" Bayard screamed, spit flying

he sofa, pulling her knees to her ch

er feet, placing her body between th

, glaring at Bayard. "Do

llway. They rushed in and physically drag

s hands, kissing her knuckles. "You are s

ver to her desk and pulled out a

custom-blended aromatherapy wax. It will help

g with gratitude. In this terrifying

ing hands, letting out a long, ragged sob. She reached for her phone with shaking fingers and dialed her therapist's

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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.”