Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire's Game

Chapter 7

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nt to the private, members-only club

were already there, wai

rated whistle, "how does it feel

from the table and downing the whiskey

s up the bridge of his nose. His voice was quiet but cut str

ole of Vegas thinks you just went to war for a new piec

s the point," he said, his voice weary. "The more visible she is, the more everyone'

nds fell

reddie argued, a frown creasing his brow. "

of emotion. "Besides, it's a transaction. Just for fun. S

wled. "The way you handled Tuck

subject instead. But he couldn't stop the image of Aleah

the hotel suite, Aleah foun

r breath catch in her throat. It was enough. It was more than

t card and another one of Kaden's terse no

old phone, she immediately deposited the funds and transferred the full amount to the hos

This was the price of her fr

y cars and people moving below. She was a bird in a cage, b

cking face, of the cruel

he had any real feelings for her. It

Vince Tucker had grabbed her, Ka

ying breath, her gaze

her, she had to hold on to this lifeline. She would su

he one she had rejected. She powered it on. The scree

ontacts. There w

n Kn

, that her life was now

her first mess

ne vibrated. He glanced at the s

le smile touched the corner of his mouth before he smo

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Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire's Game

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.”