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TANGLED IN THE TYRANT'S TRAP

Chapter 3 FATAL WALL

Word Count: 1277    |    Released on: 25/08/2026

ian shoved his tablet in my hands. My eyes darted over the he

VICTORIA STERLING LANDS IN NYC AFTER SCAND

e she was born for this world tall, flawless, wrapped in a cream trench and giant sunglasses, blond waves

anVance. Distance only makes the heart gro

astian's rigid, furious face. "The contract said you didn't have any old famil

of my bedroom door like he was about to fly apart. "Her family's Sterling Global they own half the phones on the Ea

adier than I felt as I crossed my arms, trying to hide that I was shaking.

oon. Victoria knows if the board wants 'stability,' a public reunion with her shoots my stock price back up. Her

ing compared to what really mattered to me. "What about Julian?" I couldn't keep the fear out of my voice, s

and dark, something wild and dangerous simmering behind them. For a seco

steady but not painful. He tilted my face up, letting me see every flicker of the hurricane in his

rough my bones. "But the rules just changed. Victoria thinks she's trapped me. She

lips were a whisper from his, and my pul

dirtier. She wants a media circus? I'll give her the whole

f oversized silk shirt,

is hand dropped away, cold and impatient. "You have thirty minutes to become Mrs. Vanc

rling irons and lip gloss. My hair got swept into soft waves, my face painted flawless, and

nger in the glass: sharp cheekbon

. He paused at the door, perfect and powerful, his gaze dragging over every inch of

rves with a joke. "Wil

his arm. "Remember, Clara. As soon as we step into that elevator, you

g the muscle tense under my palm. "Don't worry,

tence. When the doors slid open to the VIP garage, chaos hit a wall of papa

d my waist, yanking me close as

ck with Victoria Sterl

s this some PR thing?"

blinking madness. I forced myself to look up at him soft smile, a

ut out. The SUV peeled away. I let out a

nywhere but me. "But that was just the warm-up. Victoria's

lled boardroom, I saw investors shifting, tense. But right outside the d

ipping mine, Victoria spun around. She was all smirks

voice went shrill as she poin

my hand like he meant it. "Victoria, meet Clara. M

he doesn't even have a ring. The

opping. She was right Sebastian had forgotten

Victoria out. "Forgive me, darling," he said loud and c

emerald-cut diamond ring that looked like it belonged in

mouth dro

already owned the world, "let's tell

chaos broke through again his assistant sprin

t's confession the country knows who your new fianc

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“One stolen keycard. One midnight break-in. One mistake that blows everything up. Clara knows her brother's staring down a ten-million-dollar fraud charge and it's all on her to fix it. So she sneaks into the lion's den: Sebastian Vance's penthouse, smack in the heart of Wall Street. He's brutal. Untouchable. Her only shot is to find the evidence and get out fast. She doesn't even make it ten feet before Sebastian catches her in the act. But he doesn't call the cops. He's got something else in mind a twisted deal she can't refuse. Turns out, his board wants him married off to someone squeaky clean. Clara is basically perfect: no high-profile family, nothing to lose, and apparently she looks just right on his arm. Here's the bargain: Clara pretends to be hopelessly in love with Sebastian, wears his ring, sells their engagement to the world and in exchange, her brother walks free. Slip up, and she's facing federal prison, no questions asked. Now she's trapped in a world dripping with money and dread caught between his ice-cold demands and the heat that's growing between them. Every move feels like walking a tightrope. And as danger closes in from all sides, Clara starts to realize the real threat isn't the criminals closing in... It's the man she's supposed to hate but can't stop wanting.”