Escaping The Billionaires Embrace

's bed, with bruises all over my body. It ached

t seriously with

ing by the light of the window with just h

s ever, rippling beneath his skin as he moved. A

ould have been the true definition of a perfe

ivated me. But now, they only serve to

hint that he was pleased with himself for having asserted his dominance over me. He tried paving my hair backwa

sky. "I'll take you for breakfast." He strode over

uisine. Steamy plates of Italian beef sandwiches, classy hot dogs and slices of deep-dish pizza. Each one was perfectly cr

uth as he raised a spoonful of food. I shook my head and

t you have to eat something." He s

e made another attempt to feed me, but I declined yet again. Immediately,

ntil she's ready to eat

a d

again and gave

nding up and leaving me alone, as i just remained numb and seated. Well, I guess much would

night w

here!" Someone scre

. It was my mother, ma'am Vict

n's bodyguards were trying hard to stop her, but she was adamant, dragging

lock me? Get out of my way!" She yell

ere?" I asked

ing here. I'll take her to leave now." Sophia res

. "I'm not leaving. She's your sister, why is she so stin

s filled with apology. "Cait, mom did

ce cold and detached. "She isn

Since your damned dad got paralyzed, he hasn't given me

sister, but I won't give you any penny. The last time I gav

your dad isn't dead, I'm still your s

e, a bit dramatic though. He spread his hand across my shoulders

He said to her, with a voice

as she stretched forth h

e so generou

mediately went and gr

?." She yelled at them,

d. "My wife has said she won't give you money. What

re me." She

e was enjoying this, I could tell. He was enjoy

my wife again?" He f

er face. "I won't dare to do it again, I won't. Pleas

didn't change, bu

them, and in an instant

n softening. And with a voice

go back

o the dinning table, where chef Francoi

new dishes

urve of my neck. "Come on, don't starve yourself. You need to eat

repared for my wife,

" Chef Francois said, grinning from e

...Trapped in a nightmare, I did

remember things I had wanted to forget about h

vidly his last enco

shb

with Dominic, my friend from university. He had come to see

ed, handing me the certificate. I beamed with prid

little coffee I had left in my cup on my hands. "Oh no, I'm so

ble. "Let me help you" he said, gently wiping the coffee off m

canned the room, locking onto me with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat. He strode over to our table, his long legs

cked me from my seat, holding me close to his chest. I felt a surge of fear as he sig

Dominic was just an old friend, that he had only come

out this at ho

o me and pinned me against the wall, his expression

d, trying to d

cial, Aidan. He's

eck on my forehea

you. Have

and I sat down slowly, m

a small wooden box. Aidan turned to me, a smile

om him, my hands

ade my blood run cold. Inside the box was

ay from me. My hands were shaki

lazing with anger. He then rushed over and sat close to me, seeing

spered. "Don't be afraid. It's

...

y on the outside, but deep down it was one hell of a marriage. Aidan was such a can

". I finally spoke up in anger, dro

true colors. Yo

gave me a blank, hard look, his hands starting to vibrate again. I knew that l

red at t