Bound To The Ruthless Wall Street Tycoon

Chapter 3

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heavy velvet curtain of

n a plush pink ottoman just outside t

bric slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor in a pool. She stood in her

ck velvet curtain. "How is Hamp handling

gripped the white silk of

rning," Cailin replied, her voice echoing slightly in the sm

ng his own daughter to a shark like Kane Sterli

fought back a wave of bitter sadness. Sienna was right, bu

e-shoulder gown and pulled the smo

enly asked, dropping her voice into a

were reaching for the delicate back zipper,

unaware of Cailin's physical reaction. "He wrapped up his

her voice to remain steady, though her throa

I always thought you two would be the ones getting married. Y

her tone flat and devoid of emotion. "Hudson's family would never let him

pulled it up, smoothing the cool silk fabr

grabbed the edge of the velv

Her eyes widened instantly, her m

nds together. "Cailin, you are going to be the most

ar wooden pedestal in front of

perfectly. It didn't scream for attention. It exposed her collarbones a

e. For a brief, fleeting second, she felt a s

und the pedestal to adjust t

terling doesn't deserve someone who looks this good.

enuine, breaking the heavy tension tha

checking the fit of th

gh the boutique. The massive front doors

he fitting room evaporated i

flection in the mirror, her eyes locking onto the

, measured footsteps of a man walking across the hardw

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Bound To The Ruthless Wall Street Tycoon

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“My father sold me to Kane Sterling, a ruthless Wall Street billionaire, to save his bankrupt real estate empire. I thought I could just be a quiet, invisible wife, but Kane completely shattered that illusion at my dress fitting. He rejected the simple silk gown I chose, forcing me into a heavy, suffocating, high-neck beaded dress that felt like a literal cage. "This is much more appropriate for a Sterling bride." His absolute control didn't end there. He ordered me to design my own wedding jewelry overnight and demanded I move into his penthouse that very night. When my childhood sweetheart Hudson showed up begging me to run away with him, I had to cruelly break his heart just to protect him from Kane's terrifying wrath. I didn't know Kane was watching us from the shadows, his insane possessiveness triggering a violent, gasping asthma attack in the back of his SUV. I only felt the crushing despair of being nothing more than a liquidated asset, completely at the mercy of a man who looked at me like prey. Why did he insist on suffocating every part of my life when this was supposed to be just a cold corporate acquisition? Dragging my heavy suitcases into his heavily guarded building in the dead of night, I was forced to use my freshly signed marriage certificate just to get past security. As the private elevator doors slid open to his pitch-black penthouse, I stepped right into the monster's lair.”