Ruthless Tycoon: Protecting My Contract Wife

Chapter 2

Word Count: 686 | Released on: 18/05/2026

tment door shut, cutting of

She didn't stop until she burst out of the decaying brick b

lammed against her forehead. A sud

t all the way up to her chin, tucked her chin down,

bway car, she pulled out her phone with t

elo would mean a lecture, a condescending sigh, and maybe he'd toss a few hundred dollars at her like she was a c

ria Fuller. Her best f

ted, soft jazz and the clinking of crys

ra," Aria

that she had been kicked out and desperately needed a loan to

e dripped with soft, overwhelming sympathy. "Oh

tely soaked in front of the security de

ing around her worn sneakers until Ar

Aria stood in the doorway, wearing an expensive sil

efully keeping her silk dress aw

room. She sat rigidly on the very edge of a pristin

then elegantly sank into the oppos

humbled herself, asking Aria to lend her twenty

promised, her voice tight. "I'll pay you back

Aria's face. A look of condes

le table. "Amira, my allowance just went to that limit

knew for a fact Aria's father had just wired her a

voice cracked. "This i

e depths of Aria's eyes, though her fac

ld just listen to your parents. Marrying a rich guy

er. The illusion of their friendship shatter

ug into her palms. She opened her mouth to argue, but t

ered figure walked i

ooked up, saw Amira standing there dripping wet and looking li

n a look of absolute panic and rushed to

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REGINA MCBRIDE Romance

“Amira worked grueling shifts to pay for her NYU tuition, only to return home and hear her parents plotting her ruin. Her mother decided to force her to drop out and marry a creepy, fifty-year-old man for a $50,000 dowry, just to secure her brother's future. When Amira refused and fled into the freezing rain for help, her wealthy best friend maliciously framed her for having underground gambling debts. Her boyfriend Angelo believed the lies, looked at her dripping wet figure with pure disgust, and dumped her on the spot. Cornered, Amira returned to pack her bags, only for her mother to lock her inside a sweltering, windowless bedroom for three days without food or water. Her mother intended to starve her into submission before handing her over to the old man. As her fever spiked and her throat bled, Amira felt the crushing weight of utter despair. She couldn't understand why her own blood treated her like disposable livestock, while the people she loved threw her to the wolves. But what her greedy family didn't know was that the night before, a desperate Amira had gone to her reclusive, billionaire boss and signed a marriage contract. Just as she was about to die on that floor, the heavy padlock was smashed open by men in expensive suits. "If you ever come near Mrs. Shaw again, I will make you beg for death." Amira was done crying, and it was time to make them all pay.”