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Flash Marriage To The Predatory CEO

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 638    |    Released on: Today at 15:09

ed and deleted a dozen different messages. Each

for a man like him to deny. She n

sage, carefully crafted to be

ngement, I was hoping to understand if you have any parti

cloaked her true desire-to go out-in the gu

s she pressed send. She tossed the ph

ough a grueling set of reps, sweat glist

proached cautiously, holding out a pho

d thud. He took the phone. A ghost of a s

er one. She wa

request as a question of his desires, he wiped his

ts. Wear what

g down her line of

w his reply. It was a brick wall. A

proach didn't work, and the subtle approach failed

o use to her advantage-she made a bold decision: opening a new message, this time tapping the microphone icon, she took a

I possibly choose the right fabrics for my gown

lifting slightly, a subtle, almost imperceptible hin

wer, a towel slung low on his hips,

voice message. He connected his

ice filled

ittle hitch in her breath, the slight, questioning lilt at the end-it

essant that kept his condition i

l heat flood

jaw clenched, and he could fee

underestimated the effe

nsion in his boss's shoulders, the darkening o

e down on the counter. He closed his eyes, fighting

nothing but her voice, he turned to Alex, his

e. We're picking up Miss Sutton

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Flash Marriage To The Predatory CEO
Flash Marriage To The Predatory CEO
“Elsie was the Sutton family's perfect puppet, a sickly heiress locked away in a pristine manor and treated like fragile porcelain. Her only purpose was to be a pawn in her mother's corporate games. Without warning, her mother ordered her to marry Duke Blake, a ruthless, cold-blooded billionaire known for destroying his rivals. Worse, her mother immediately handed over total control of Elsie's life to him, declaring she couldn't even step outside the gates without his explicit permission. Desperate, Elsie met him and asked if she would be expected to perform wifely duties, praying for a marriage in name only. "I have a very high sex drive." He stated it bluntly, shattering her illusions. Yet, when he drove her into the city days later, a sudden swerve sent her tumbling directly into his lap. Instead of the desire he claimed to possess, his body went completely rigid. He violently shoved her away, slamming her hard against the passenger seat. His face was pale, his knuckles white, and he stared straight ahead with a look of absolute, terrifying revulsion. Humiliation and sharp pain coiled in her chest. She couldn't understand. Why did he demand absolute control over her and boast about his desires, only to treat her accidental touch like a repulsive disease? Why did this all-powerful man secretly smell of hospital antiseptics? What exactly was the Sutton family forcing her to marry? But she was no longer willing to be a lamb led to the slaughter. Thinking of the provocative black lace hidden behind her wardrobe's false wall, Elsie smiled coldly. She was going to find the fatal flaw in this ruthless billionaire's code, and use it to completely shatter her cage.”