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No Escape From His Dangerous Love

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 605    |    Released on: Today at 16:25

club open. The metal hit the wall with a

voice was a low, lethal drawl. "Tell Mitch that Hardie Boone is here to collect his property, or I'll have his head." The p

back hallway. His leather sh

VIP door and

r Arlene, yelling at a gu

into a tight ball on the floor. Her cl

ce drained of color. "Dr.

over a puddle of liquor and dro

the pulse point on her neck. Her skin was fre

ared at the men by the door. H

She flinched violently in her de

nder her body and lifted her. He held her a

d blood and stomach acid directly

t pulled her head closer, m

ard the door. He stopped

Hardie's voice was a whisper, but it

He nodded frantically. "Y

, hollow laugh. He wa

t Arlene's face. She forc

he saw the sharp li

t felt like it was lined with razor blade

down at the woman bleeding in his

wait for a friend until your stomach bleeds? You wa

still. The pure fury in

n. He placed her on the leather seat and buckled he

river's seat and

ocating. "You would rather die

dow. A single tear fell down her chee

ers. His breath was hot against her cold skin. "You lie to my face,

im pressed her into the seat. She cl

gear. He sped toward Har

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No Escape From His Dangerous Love
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“Arlene was the illegitimate daughter of the wealthy Boone family, treated worse than a stray dog. To keep her meager scholarship, she had to swallow her pride and apologize to the frat boy who tormented her. But he didn't just want an apology. He forced her to drink twenty shots of liquor laced with pure capsaicin extract. "Drink us under the table, or take off your clothes and crawl out." Arlene drank until her stomach tore, vomiting blood and collapsing on the filthy club floor. When she dragged her half-dead body back to the Boone estate, her biological father and half-sister didn't care. Instead, her sister ground Arlene's SAT admission ticket into the dirt with her stiletto. "Throw her out. Dad doesn't want to look at her before Hardie's engagement." The guards threw her onto the gravel, leaving her bleeding and barefoot in the freezing night. Arlene sat shivering at a dark bus stop, her dignity completely stripped away. She never wanted a dime from the Boones, so why did they insist on crushing her only way out? And why did Dr. Hardie Boone, the untouchable head of the family, look at her with such a twisted, terrifying obsession? When Hardie's black Aston Martin pulled out of the shadows, he scooped her up, took her away, and locked her inside his penthouse. "You carry the Boone name. Whether you live or die is my decision." Trapped by the dangerous man who demanded total control over her life, Arlene finally realized that simply running away was no longer an option.”