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Captive Bride: Escaping The Masked Monster

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 823    |    Released on: Today at 14:50

vements, he pressed the edge of the silicone mask back against his jawline. He smoothed it down

silk tie, his ey

devoid of any emotion. "We are going to th

r above the sink and splashed cold water on her face. She looked at her reflectio

mp shirt up, but the hickey was too hi

of the hospital. A sleek black helicopter wi

cating anxiety. When they landed on the sprawling green lawns of the ancestr

lian wrapped a strong arm around her waist, his grip bru

useum. Centuries-old oil painting

lier, pulled open the doubl

vet furniture. Eleanor Montgomery, Julian's mother, sat rigidly in t

n's adopted sister. She glared at Chloe, her perfec

ithout a word of introduction, he reached into h

de rested a massive, ten

shoved the heavy ring onto her ring finger. The diamond cau

h jealousy. "Are you kidding me, Julian? You gave th

stares of the billionaire family. A sud

greedy parasite, maybe the family patriarchs would forc

face. She lifted her left hand, fanning her fi

fake greed. She turned to Lydia, her chin raised in defiance. "C

he tension in the room was thi

erately sweeping her hair over her shoulder to e

y at Eleanor. "I married him for the Montgomery trust fund. And judging by last ni

g finger at Chloe. "You disgusting

from the family matriarch. She waited for Eleanor

shoulders completely vanished. She looked at the hickey on Chloe's nec

itting quietly in the corner, suddenly slam

k angry. He l

ss immediately. I want the title deeds for the three penthouses in Manhattan and confirmation of

froze. Her jaw pr

at the billionaire patriarch in absolute, mind-numbing shock. They didn't care that she

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Captive Bride: Escaping The Masked Monster
Captive Bride: Escaping The Masked Monster
“To keep my comatose mother's heart beating in the ICU, I desperately needed two hundred thousand dollars. Instead of a loan, my aunt and uncle brought me a proxy marriage contract. They sold me to Julian Montgomery-a billionaire rumored to be a disfigured, ruthless monster-just to pay off their own bankruptcy debts. "Sign it, or they pull her plug right now." I was dragged to his gothic estate, where Julian nearly choked me in the dark on our first night. He trapped me with a fifty million dollar divorce penalty and transferred my mother to a fortress-like VIP hospital, taking absolute control of her life. He forced me to wear humiliating lingerie and play the role of a shameless gold digger to disgust his hostile family. But the most terrifying part was when he peeled off his scarred silicone mask, revealing a flawlessly handsome face underneath. Why was this manipulative psychopath spending millions on my mother's medical care? Why was he going to such extreme lengths to trap me in this hell, only to treat me worse than a maid? The answer came when his sister suddenly kicked open our bedroom door. "You think marrying this cheap whore will make you forget Luna Bloom? She's back in New York!" Feeling Julian's body instantly turn to stone at the sound of his first love's name, the truth hit me. I was nothing but a prop. But if he thought I would just lay down and be his victim, he was dead wrong.”