Bound By The Cruel Tycoon's Deal

d the video on repeat. Donny's hand striking Dee's

s from that night

You reek of

nd her who was in control. But now, the memory of

iped the

Cornelius Monroe, the family patriarch, was requesting Dee's presence

ssed in a simple, e

le felt like a battlefield. Judith Monroe

still don't understand why grandfather insisted on

t nothing but shame to this family. First seducing

. "Don't be too sad, sister. I'm sure you'll find a w

knuckles white, enduring

She placed her napkin on the table and

Judith's mocking laughter followi

sperate to escape. As she reached the fountain in th

. He w

istening on her lashes, but his face remained a mask of stone. Without a word, he

ing to pull away. "What now, Mr. Monr

grip tightening as he forced

r apartment. It sped toward t

anger. Dee stared out the window,

private elevator. The moment the doors c

ing with a fury sh

growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Who

found me disgusting. Or is it just that your p

partment. He dragged her inside an

, stalking toward her

er head, caging her in. His breath was hot on her face. "W

desperate need to claim her. Anger and jealousy fueled the

first, but slowly

ar tracks on her face, the fading bruise on her cheek. A flicker

e master bathroom. He set her down gently on the edge of the

an to clean the corner of her mouth where Donny had hit

silent, a dol

oom, placed a silk pajama set on the be

guest room, wearing his clothes. Th

morning, Miss Wallace. I am Mrs. Hicks, the houseke

to it was a shopping bag. "Mr. Monroe had these de

where. She ate the food, put on the clothes, a perfectly