Pampered By The Cruel Mafia Boss

Chapter 7

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tant shouts of the approaching crowd and Jamis

robbing fracture in her right wrist and s

a kept her voice low and venomous, savoring

a freezing, breathless laugh that w

ink...

rlee spoke in a voice like crushed ice, ripping ap

hed shirts. I know every single one of your heart attacks was fak

iolently, her breath c

elivering the final blow straig

l just a charity case he picked up from the slums. Even that emerald locket he trie

randing iron. Her fragile socialite facade sh

mouth! Jamison is

ding crop off the sand and raised it high above her head, swinging

her left arm up to block as the w

a deafening, bloodcurdling stallion's

er's distress, Phantom came charging arou

th her arm in midair and looked up in terror jus

hantom reared up and brought both iron-shod front h

e crop before the heavy hooves slamme

launched ten feet backward through the air,

, curling into a ball and convulsing as her

lee, planting his massive, muscular frame ove

is bloodshot eyes scanning the area as

ded the outer fence. From their angle, all they saw was

orse went crazy a

ds and handlers sprinted toward the c

Everlee reached out with trembling fingers and

easy, boy.

s beast stopped pawing the dirt, lowering hi

nd sand, her pure white riding outfit dyed

at her without

nd the edge of the boxwood hedge as J

la instantly swallowed her curses, letting her bo

r Everlee while Ayla lay coughing up blood in the dirt-

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“Everlee dragged her bleeding body home after barely surviving a brutal kidnapping, only to find her billionaire husband throwing a lavish party. It wasn't to celebrate her survival, but to host a birthday bash for his adopted sister, Ayla, right on their fifth wedding anniversary. Instead of asking about the raw rope burns on her wrists, Jamison looked at her muddy clothes with utter disgust. "Where the hell have you been? Tonight is Ayla's birthday party. Look at what you're wearing. You're embarrassing me." When Everlee finally filed for divorce and went to the equestrian club, Ayla maliciously spurred Everlee's horse during a jump. The stallion bucked, throwing Everlee violently to the ground. As a pool of dark blood spread beneath Everlee from her rupturing womb, Jamison didn't even look at her. He scooped up a lightly bruised Ayla, leaving his miscarrying wife to die in the dirt. Saved by a powerful stranger, Everlee woke up in the hospital after an emergency surgery to remove her dead baby. Through the door, she heard Jamison's impatient voice talking to his mother. "Leave her alone in there. Once she realizes I'm not buying her little performance, she'll crawl back to the penthouse on her own and apologize to Ayla." He didn't even believe his own child had existed, reducing her tragedy to a jealous stunt for attention. Listening to the man she had loved for five years, the last shred of warmth in Everlee's heart turned to ash. She pressed a hand to her empty stomach, her eyes hardening into pure ice. With twenty-nine days left in their divorce cooling-off period, she was going to burn the entire Ingram family to the ground.”