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Sold To The Enemy: The Billionaire's Acquisition

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1164    |    Released on: Today at 10:19

ownstone with no sign on

a table in a room that was all white glass and steel. Julian sat in the corner in a leathe

her eyes on

e's clean. And-" a glance at

e came up to

rong file. Then it closed, and he looked at her the way a buye

take her t

Central Park West. From the elevator you could see the wh

ted at a do

nkled, and then she caught sight of herself in the mirror and didn't recognize the girl there - too

ning, the way she had learned to cry in tha

he told herself. Jus

d her, he was at the window with his back

of wanting her. It was

blood came she used it, and she went through the two nam

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hurt less, th

perfect. He crossed to the heap of wet silk on the floor that had bee

e window and

ce against the sun

ne box out of a drawer an

mine. Use it i

ck card with no name on it.

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posal, because business was the only

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s," Chloe said. "Intact. If I don'

out of his face, something sharper coming in behind it. H

hing about her he'

in

one call, and spoke for ninety seconds i

ame and no windows in the waiting room, a surgeo

the inside of the door, in jeans and a sweater someone had left fold

hird day she took a cab

said, without raising her eyes, "Y

desk with her hands flat

en gone th

this in front of the bathroom mirror for two

ick. I went to a friend's house on Long

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study doo

d into relief. "Thank God. We've been out of

ched f

pped pa

ped half an inch, and she saw what was u

is quietly. There will be talk. Three days, no word. If we can say there's been a medical exam..." He let it tra

e after th

witnesses. He wanted proof his plan had worked -

Chloe. Chloe loo

Eleanor said. "S

into her palms. H

breakdown. For tears, for a scene, for

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pped m

nd a face like a closed door. In the small room off

back,

ack and shu

n Beaumont had hired with one phone call, in a room she had not been allowed to see

snapped o

ar Chase pouring himself a

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Sold To The Enemy: The Billionaire's Acquisition
Sold To The Enemy: The Billionaire's Acquisition
“Chloe woke up paralyzed by drugs in a hotel suite right after her own engagement party. Through the door, she heard her fiancé, Chase, and her best friend, Jenna, plotting her ruin. Jenna had drugged her and was bringing up two men to completely destroy her reputation. "Once the scandal breaks, the family will break the engagement to save face. Then, my proposal to Kayla will be perfectly logical," Chase laughed coldly. To them, Chloe, the adopted daughter, was just an obstacle to be cleared. Jenna wanted a corporate job as payment for ruining her. If their plan succeeded, her cold adoptive mother would discard Chloe without a second thought. She would be publicly humiliated and left with nothing. The betrayal burned through her veins. She had spent years trying to be the perfect daughter and fiancée, only to be sold like cheap merchandise just to make room for the newly found "real" princess. She refused to be their sacrificial lamb. Using the last of her strength, Chloe shattered a water glass, escaped the hotel, and ran blindly into the freezing New York rain. With nowhere else to turn, she stood directly in the path of a speeding black Maybach. "Save me for one night, and in exchange... I'll give you me." She looked into the icy eyes of Julian Beaumont, the ruthless billionaire and sworn enemy of her family, ready to trade herself to the devil to burn their perfect world to the ground.”