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Get the APPSave That Evil Billionaire And Her Stepson
Chapter 2
ve bedroom and immediately sl
wisted the deadbolt. The heavy click echoe
ike they were made of lead. When the backs of her knees h
of the bed, burying
called out
ted directly onto her retinas, hoverin
air, scrolling through the detailed plot
ho shared her exact name, had locked Jadyn in a freezing panic room in the middle of
ry heaved, her throat throbbing with a dull, muffled ache from the lingering bruises. The phantom b
stantly used the most vile, degrading words to humiliate Archer
ick with cold sweat. The sheer magnitude of t
n on the top right corner of the screen. She want
Oracle's robot
red in the corner of the panel, ti
o the text. She scrolled down to
ing point, had her thrown into an ill
he physical abuse. The isolation. It ended with the
into the silk bedsheets, gripping the f
he length of the massive bedroom, her b
out below her, the pale morning light washing over the steel and glass towers. The city was waking u
ing temperature of the window seeped into her skin, a
walked into the walk-in closet. She s
the woman in t
life. But the eyes were sunken, surrounded by dark, bruised
rushed against the cold glass of the mirror,
tter flashed in her mind. The pure, mu
hed over her. She couldn't breathe. Her chest
right hand. She slapped her
ack echoed i
, forcing the rising panic back down int
le, she demanded in her mind. "Is there
ed silent for two
ten percent reduction in
s still there-a persistent throb beneath the surface-but it was bearable now. She swallow
from the pressure. She curled her hands into t
retina. She was not going to end up in a padded
ackward. She hit the soft
ting the darkness of the
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