Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon

Chapter 7

Word Count: 763 | Released on: 18/05/2026

ocket. He turned his cold gaze back to Karissa, w

atures into a deceptively calm mask. His voi

is matte-black sports car. "I'll give y

elieved her persistence and sweet demeanor had fina

wed him out of the loud, crowded club, her ruine

enger door. He gestu

e smoothed her white designer dress over her kn

the hood of the car to the driver's side. His

he electronic locks engaged with a heavy, final

gh the chassis, shaking the seats. Karissa gripped her expens

ing, Axel floore

rown violently back into her seat. She let out a startled, breathless shri

he floor. He steered with one hand,

ustrial highway. He dodged a massive, blaring semi-tr

grabbed the leather dashboard with both hands,

rifted the car around a blind corner. The tires sm

didn't lift his foot off the gas. He waited until the last po

lly, tears ruining her perfect makeup. She was entirely conv

system beeped loudly. Jayson's cal

hotel security footage has been fully decrypted

through another sharp corner, throwing Karissa a

ty thousand dollars," Jayson's voice echoed through the car. "They drugged Elea

Karissa's role in the extortion plot.

a sickly, ashen gray. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized her

Eleanora was an innocent victim. She w

rk, suffocating anger, crossed Axel's face. He h

s eyes were completely devoid of any human empathy

foot hard onto th

dred miles an hour to a dead

seatbelt. The sheer physical trauma, combined with the absolute psycho

. She fainted completely, her body slump

with lethal intent. He picked up h

pping with venom. "Send a cleanup cre

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Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon

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“My cousin and my ex-fiancé drugged me and locked me in a luxury hotel room with a stranger. Two weeks later, I sat on my worn mattress, staring at the two pink lines on a pregnancy test. Suddenly, my front door was violently kicked off its hinges. Axel Sterling, a ruthless billionaire, stepped through the shattered wood. He threw surveillance photos at my feet, accusing me of being a calculating gold digger who set him up. "You have twenty-four hours to terminate it, or I will end you both myself." He dragged me to a private clinic and forced me onto a cold examination table. His grandmother intervened just in time, forcing him to marry me to protect the family bloodline. But my nightmare only deepened. Axel locked me in his sprawling estate, treating me like a prisoner and a temporary incubator. His wealthy relatives bullied me daily, mocking the horrific chemical burns on my face and trying to scald me with boiling food. I was an innocent victim, yet I was trapped with a husband who threatened to throw me in the river and a family that treated me like a repulsive monster. But none of them knew my real face. In the dead of night, I locked my bathroom door and peeled off the silicone burn prosthetic to reveal my flawless skin. I pulled out an encrypted burner phone and checked my hidden offshore bank accounts. I would play the weak, disfigured victim for now, because I was going to use the Sterling family's immense power to completely destroy everyone who framed me.”