Betrayed By Him, Saved By His Uncle

Author: Ben Nan

Chapter 1

Word Count: 871 | Released on: 07/05/2026

e at The Plaza Hotel. The room was swallowed in darkness. The anticipation

mmy Choo heels. Her bare feet

out. Her voice bounce

the cold marble countertop and hit two wine glasses. She paused. The rim of one g

on the plush carpet leading to the walk-in closet. She pushed the half-open door

k lace lingerie was discarded there. It was extremely revealin

e burning acid against her fingertips. Her stomach violently churn

er. It went straight to voicemail. The mechanical

nal was stationary in the VIP garage on the third bas

abbed a trench coat, wrapped it tightly around her shiver

stomach. She stared at the red numbers ticking down. Her fin

of the underground garage slapped her face. Sh

Her eyes caught a black Range Rover shaki

tinted windshield, under the weak overhead light, she saw tw

man threw her head back. It was Sierra Shaw. Julian's childhood fri

e deliberately turned her face toward the window, her provocative gaze s

spilled over her lashes. The betrayal sliced through he

f the car. Her hands trembled violently as she raised her phon

phone into her pocket, turned around, and leaned heavily against the freezing

nvinced her to sign a legal document transferring her 20% shares of thei

ith nothing. The expensive medical bills for her gra

. She swallowed the blood, the humiliation, and the rag

hing metal echoed in the empty stairwell,

ive emotional shock made her legs feel like lead

rning. She couldn't take another step. She pushed open th

ad silent. Clara leaned against the wallpaper,

ng. Every light in the hotel died. The corrid

. Heavy, rapid footsteps echoed in the

stairwell, but a massive, scorching hot hand

mixed with the metallic tang of

forward. She was dragged into a dark, half-open hotel roo

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“On her wedding night at The Plaza Hotel, Clara went looking for her husband. Instead, she found him in the dimly lit parking garage, passionately pinning down her bridesmaid. She couldn't even scream or expose them. Just hours before the ceremony, Julian had tricked her into signing away her twenty percent shares of their co-founded company, leaving her completely penniless and unable to pay her grandmother's life-saving medical bills. Fleeing in absolute despair, a sudden hotel blackout plunged her into a second nightmare. She was dragged into a pitch-black room and brutally violated by a heavily drugged stranger. When a shattered Clara returned to the office to audit the books and reclaim her power, Julian demoted her to a dusty desk by the trash cans. He flaunted his mistress in the executive suite and deliberately sent Clara into a horrifying trap. He arranged for vicious clients to drug and assault her, demanding high-definition blackmail photos so he could divorce her with absolutely nothing. "Since you want to play rough, you can service Mr. Petrocelli tonight," the thug sneered, locking the VIP room door. Clara was pushed to the brink of hell. Why was the man she devoted three years of her life to trying to destroy her so completely? And why did the freezing cedarwood scent of the stranger who ruined her in the dark perfectly match Conrad Vance, the ruthless CEO and Julian's untouchable uncle? Rather than let Julian win, Clara smashed a glass bottle, held the jagged edge to her own throat to force the men back, and threw herself off the second-floor balcony into the freezing night. But the bone-crushing impact never came. A massive figure shot out from the shadows and caught her, and her brutal counterattack finally began.”