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Trapped By The Ruthless Wall Street King

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 754    |    Released on: Today at 11:41

rning, the estat

. She wore a thin, white cotton nightgown. She stared

rthur had bitten her. His warning in the

night. She had to cut this dirty, transactional t

o sound on the thick Persian rug. She walked to t

r keycard, a piece of plastic that granted him absolute, terrifying author

backward. The heavy box ne

hung loosely over his broad shoulders. He moved like a ghost.

was the black La Perla lace und

you crazy?" she hissed, keeping her voi

s dropped to the box in her arms.

shoulders hit the wall. He reached out and snatched the

ling it right in front of her face.

ard to grab the fabric, but Arthur was faster. He caugh

is skin through his silk robe burned right through her thin

e shell of her ear. "If you do not want the bag

of pure frustration spilled down her cheeks. "Y

distinct sound of high heels clicking agains

pped directly out

twice. "Chloe?

turned to ice. Her pupils

the middle of the night, Chloe would be th

y sharpened. His react

in light switch on the wall. The

clamped firmly over Chloe's mouth, cutt

brass doorknob. Finding it locked, her v

mouth was pressed against Chloe's ear. "Speak," he ord

ut his other hand dropped to her waist, his fing

to sound sleepy and calm. "I am just changing my

izing silence on the o

ell." The clicking of her heels

ave out. She slid down the wall and collapsed onto th

of her. He reached out, his hands finding

It was a kiss that was terrifyingly

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Trapped By The Ruthless Wall Street King
Trapped By The Ruthless Wall Street King
“Chloe was just a charity-case student surviving on the Beaumont family's trust fund, but she made a fatal mistake: a secret one-night stand with the untouchable Wall Street king, Arthur Beaumont. She begged him to forget it, but the ruthless heir treated her like a cheap transaction, throwing a penthouse code, a Birkin bag, and a sugar baby contract at her. When she threw his limitless black card back and chose to run away, her nightmare truly began. A malicious photo of her being shoved into his luxury car was leaked to the entire university by a jealous socialite. Overnight, Chloe became an absolute pariah, cyberbullied and publicly humiliated as a dirty girl kept by some ugly, old loser. Even Arthur's mother, the terrifying matriarch, began interrogating her, threatening to marry her off to a random man just to crush her dignity. Pushed to the edge, Chloe decided to fight back on her own, publicly pointing out the multi-million-dollar watch in the photo to expose her bully's lies. "Do you want me to call the police and have them investigate exactly who that man is?" But before the crowd could react, the Dean and Arthur's lethal bodyguard suddenly stormed into the classroom, instantly expelling her bully and crushing the girl into terrified silence. They weren't there to save Chloe; they were ruthlessly protecting Arthur's flawless identity. Standing in the dead-silent hall, watching the bodyguard's fleeting shadow, a suffocating chill ran down Chloe's spine. She finally understood the terrifying price of provoking capital, and she knew exactly what this meant: the devil was never going to let her go.”