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The CEO's Trap: Reclaiming His Runaway Wife

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 673    |    Released on: Today at 18:22

enaline from her encounter with Graves making her head spin. She gripped a

side her. "Alena? Are you

irm's sales director. Claire was a chic woman i

houlders relaxed slightly. "Claire. I'm

e insisted, taking her arm. "It's no

ack Audi A8 pulled up silently in front of them. Th

tailored suit and rimless glasses got out. He was tall,

aire and pulling Alena into a supportive embrace. His voice was

an, soap-like scent of his shirt. A sense of safety, h

melting into a knowing smile. "Ah, so this is '

made Alena's

laire. "Thank you for loo

dows, Graves watched the entire scene unfo

ial findings. "Sir, we've got a preliminary ID. The man on the phone with Ms.

the tinted glass, aimed at the man holding Alena. Th

chest. No wonder she was so confident. Sh

r Alena, his hand hovering protectively over he

e closing the door, Cole leaned in and said so

sture was an intimate, blindingly

oothly, disappearing in

odbye and got i

s away. The pressure inside

gh clenched teeth. "I want to know when they got m

looked at him with such unguarded love and dep

breathe, his fingers flying across

is eyes. The image of Alena and Cole played over and ove

g for him to find her. He had never, in his wildest night

di, the atmosphere w

of the window, rubbing her temples. "Thanks

s eyes on the road. "You saw him

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The CEO's Trap: Reclaiming His Runaway Wife
The CEO's Trap: Reclaiming His Runaway Wife
“Five years ago, my billionaire husband, Graves Hammond, threw me out of our home for another woman without a second thought. I returned to New York with a new life, only to be cornered by him in a restroom, his eyes burning with a terrifying obsession as he demanded I come back to him. To escape, I lied and said I was already married to the Mayor of New York. But Graves didn't back down. Instead, he orchestrated a massive, humiliating trap. Under the guise of a dream job interview at a top corporate group, he locked me inside a CEO's office. He pinned me against the heavy wooden door, his massive frame caging me in. "Alena, stop running from me. Come back to me." He even used his connections to force my company to transfer me directly into his inner circle, stripping away all my choices. I couldn't understand it. When he chose Celine over me, he didn't show an ounce of mercy. Why was he now acting like a madman who couldn't live without me? Was it just a sick game of possession, or was he tied to the tragedy that had shattered my world back then? Staring at the forced transfer notice on my desk, my fear slowly morphed into a cold resolve. If he wanted to pull me into his web, I would use this chance to find the truth and tear his empire apart.”