Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire's Game

Chapter 4

Word Count: 758 | Released on: 29/07/2026

tion being a severe headache. Bright sunlight strea

heart skipped a beat. After a frantic internal check to confirm that not

painfully: the lies, his interrogation, the vom

sinking into the soft carpet. Sile

f items awaited her: a brand-new designer outfit,

ar this. My number is in your phone. Wait for m

like an electronic collar. She kne

ot his prope

w washed and dried-and put it on. Silently, like a thi

of the Las Vegas Strip and to the harsh reality of h

returned to the place she had been trying to escape: AURA, a

he'd been taken away by Kaden last night. The beautiful and alluring woman before him was the girlfriend of tha

gst themselves. Their words were filled with envy and disdain, speculating about how she had m

cused. Tonight, all she neede

king along the stark concrete staff pass

s of cheap bars and bad decisions. She recognized him immediately:

his gaze lingering on her with a sticky posses

t. She kept her voice steady. "I d

lay dumb, sweetheart. Someone like him

, wanting to t

hing against the air. "I advise yo

him. His face darkened.

her, blocking all h

face paled. He took a step forward, but a single glance from Vince fro

ate thought. His hands trembled as he pulled out his phon

there's been a bit of a problem here..." Sean

more arrogant than before. "Call for backup? Sure. Le

grip as strong as a vise, and

ty in strength filled her with despair. She

vy double door at the end of the corrido

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Fishin' Floozy Romance

“To escape a persistent creep at the club, I blurted out a desperate lie, claiming I was the girlfriend of the untouchable billionaire, Kaden Knight. But the moment the words left my mouth, a hand clamped around my wrist and dragged me into a dark VIP lounge. The man sitting in the shadows, flicking a metal lighter, was Kaden Knight himself. Instead of exposing my lie, he trapped me in a terrifying game. He dragged me to elite parties, parading me around as his personal shield to block unwanted advances, while ruthlessly mocking me in private. My fake status quickly made me a target. A local thug cornered me in a back alley, sneering that he wanted a taste of Kaden's new girl. Kaden arrived, shattered the man's hand into pieces in front of a horrified crowd, and then coldly threw a blank check at me to pay for my stepfather's life-saving surgery. "From now on, your only job is to play my girlfriend," he commanded, treating me like property he had just bought. I didn't understand why a ruthless titan of industry would go to such violent lengths for a fake relationship, or why his cold eyes sometimes burned with a terrifying possessiveness. Was I just a convenient pawn, or was this a twisted trap designed specifically for me? When he cornered me at his mother's house, demanding I become his private, one-on-one "tutor," I decided I was done playing the helpless victim. I smiled, pressed my hand against his racing heart, and decided to change the rules of his own dangerous game.”