Flash Marriage To The Fake Comatose Billionaire

Chapter 7

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nt had retired and the old house had settled

t accounted for. A dangerous one. But his potential consciousness didn't change her own miss

ent in her suitcase, she retrieved her other skin. A sleek, black tactical suit that fit

dow. The woman staring back was not the timid Nix Tuck

he door. She slid open the heavy glass of the French window that led to a s

ne facade of the mansion. She moved down the wall, silent and swift, her feet finding holds invisible in the darkness. She knew the estate's security la

e property line and melted into th

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as not un

umiliation had been simmering just beneath the surface, a low, burning fire. He c

camouflaged on the exterior window frame of her roo

e just hadn't realized how s

"Miles," he said, his voice a low growl. "Target is mobile. She's left the estate on foot, hea

voice came back, c

s team wasn't enough. It felt passive. After the day he'd had, he needed more. He ne

ision w

a black hoodie, and a baseball cap pulled low. He slipped out of the medical wing through a hidden pan

e wheel and pulled up a tracking app on the car's integrated display. The signal was strong and steady. This morning

l. He saw her emerge from the woods and get into a waiting car-a standard ride-s

ehind. He watched as she had the car drop her two blocks fr

ferent woman emerged. She wore a long coat, her hair was now a short, platinum blonde wi

fessi

is wife, walked confidently to the entrance of a

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ereign Bay's underworld. A neutral ground where deals we

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hed his lips. The game had just b

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“Phoenix Tucker married a comatose billionaire to escape the deadly assassins hunting her. But her perfect, wealthy hideout quickly turned into a terrifying trap when she realized her "vegetable" husband, Cale Sterling, might be faking it. During a mandatory sponge bath, she noticed his muscles were like coiled steel, and his body reacted instinctively to her touch. That same night, when she sneaked out to an underground club in her assassin alter-ego, a masked man ambushed her. He possessed terrifying strength and the exact same cedarwood and snow scent as her comatose husband. He effortlessly pinned her against a brick wall, his body an unyielding cage. "They call you Whisper." He spoke her secret codename before vanishing into the shadows, leaving her breathless and terrified. Rushing back to the mansion, Phoenix viciously twisted the flesh of Cale's cheek until it bruised, desperate to force a reaction. Yet, he didn't even flinch. His heart monitor remained perfectly steady, absorbing the agonizing pain in total silence. She stared at the angry red marks on his flawless face, her mind reeling with dread and confusion. How could a man who endured such brutal torture without a single twitch be the same lethal predator who overpowered her hours ago? What kind of monster was sharing her bed? Dropping her timid country-girl facade, Phoenix locked her eyes on his still form. If her new husband wanted to play a deadly game of deception, she was going to tear off his mask and expose every secret he was hiding.”