Betrayed By Ex, Married To The Tycoon

through the gap in the curtains, hitt

ending forced marriage. Her mind was razor-sharp,

s and moved quickly thr

here Warren's porcelain cup had sliced it. Without a second thought, she picked up the ruined coat and th

rced her to wear. Instead, she pulled out a sharp, tailored black power

s chignon, exposing the sharp lines of her jaw. She

n't see a victim. She saw a qu

clicked against the hardwood floors, a sharp clack-cla

itt family was already in po

ed up in pure arrogance. She had intentionally dressed down, wanting to project absolute dis

d her. She held a steaming glass of milk, a sick

Drink this. I made it speciall

tincts instantly picked up the microscopic tremor in Mona'

urned her shoulder, smoothly bypassing Mon

son before 10 AM,"

hand hung awkwardly in the air,

ook a step forward, his face darkenin

thunderous roar of a high-performance engin

ng silence fell

l chimed. A long,

d on a grotesque, fawning smile and franticall

g with malicious anticipation. She couldn't wait to see the look

he foyer and pulled ope

heir eyes glued to the entran

ld was a polished ebony walking stick, its ha

traight back, and an aura of absolute, terrifying authority. I

circuited. Why would the supreme head of the family sho

l shock was

elius was a man who sucked al

that clung to his broad shoulders. His presence was so overwhelmingly dominan

her. His cold, dark eyes swept the room and instantl

no ugly, old man. There was only

od frozen, their brain

tered. Panic and profound regret clawed at her throat for dressing so carelessly in front o

ed Bronson approach, a tiny, almost i

er was abou