Pampered By The Possessive Wall Street Titan

Author: Waldo Friesinger

Chapter 1

Word Count: 732 | Released on: Today at 17:17

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freezing air filled her lungs. It

ashed frantically across the windshield. Beyond the glass, a

ital speedometer glowed r

l lay on the passenger seat. The silk

His face through the flames, screaming her name as he burn

e. It was strung across

ed feet remained. H

f the gas pedal. She stom

hrieked against the slick, wet tarmac.

. She counter-steered. H

front bumper hovered ten inches f

e leather seat. Sweat soake

door open. Cold rain instan

et hit the wet pavement. She

uardrails. A razor-thin steel wire stretched taut

ld have sliced through the windshie

n. In her past life, she had died burning. In this one, some

g high beams flashed. Two shaft

d closer. It slammed on its br

oved open. A tall figure

. His tie was loosened. His eyes were

His leather shoes splas

p was brutal. It felt like he

urself to get away from me

error. She recognized it instantly. The same terror she had heard

the man who had burned to death trying to

Called him a monster. Tonight, she did something he h

ream. She stepped forward and wrapp

st of his threat died in his throat. He stared down at the top of

e cracked. "What

st. "I'm sorry," she whispered. Her v

ock crossed his face. His hands, still suspended in the air, slowly-alm

o me," he said hoarsely. "

ne cut through the storm. Ansley knew that sou

er eyes, replaced by something cold and lethal. She grabb

l me," she said. "And I kn

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Waldo Friesinger Romance

“I was the real daughter of the Montgomery family, finally brought back from a Texas farm. But my parents treated me like a savage, giving all their love to my adopted sister, Heidi. On the night I ran away from my arranged wedding, I almost died. A razor-thin steel wire was strung across a blind curve, positioned perfectly to sever my head at ninety miles an hour. I managed to brake in time and pulled the dashcam footage, which clearly showed Heidi setting the trap and wanting the "farm trash" dead. But when I played the video for my family in the hospital, their reaction chilled me to the bone. My father didn't ask if I was hurt, only yelling at me for causing a scandal. My mother immediately shielded the crying Heidi, begging me to let it go because we were family. My eldest brother even threw a fifty-million-dollar contract in my face, demanding I sign an NDA to cover up Heidi's crime. In my past life, their blind favoritism allowed Heidi to lock me on a burning yacht, killing me and the only man who ever tried to save me. I never understood why my own blood would protect a fake, murderous daughter over me. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the night of the orchestrated crash. I looked at the hush money, and then at the ruthless Wall Street billionaire standing protectively by my side. "I'm not just going to ruin her reputation." "I'm going to take back the entire Montgomery Group."”