Beneath The Billionaire Vow

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beside me. The place reeked of wealth, sin, and desperation,a sanctuary for men

ye

les from me. Ten years since my life took a different

were involved in the fire that erupted at the warehouse that night . I can't let go of the pain

stolen too soon. No, I have shed that skin long ago. Now, I am a pha

, I have a

s we walked past velvet booths filled with politicians, busine

have a choice"; I said,

elf together and make sure you don't fuck thing

deceit, forced to sacrifice my di

Even though, I felt a

the back of the bar, where the real games took place. T

ts occupants already seated. Among them

Drum

ck me like a

mmo

o Miles,his laughter, the way his arms felt around

that night, but the past had a

y hesitation because his g

e murmured, his voice smoo

at was expected of me,play my part, make him drink, mak

walked toward Jerry, swaying my hip

ne, and immediately, I felt a pang of

i purred, sliding int

was handsome in a rugged, careless way, his suit slightly rumpled, his t

ering me a grin. "Are you my

g the rim of his glass before g

't you f

d exactly

y dr

y pl

erry

expression calm and calculating

d in his chair, his head spinning from b

ards paid off, their silence bought

r left without

ext E

e living room, flipping through

deep, but last night had left me unsettle

he had ever heard of Miles. If he had any memo

I ha

sts don't a

y h

lence. I barely paid attention to the screen

man Jerry Drummond Foun

across the screen, the words benea

a devastating loss to a woman known only

rom my fingers, cras

my pulse hammerin

ir across from me, watching

rem

sad

th

Another pawn remo

ed to

nted to shake my father until he felt something,until he admitted

knew b

hing,his wealth, his influence,b

ed finally, tilting

curled in

my hatred for

shot back, my

le as if my reaction was more of

" he said casually, like he was discussing the weather. "You p

y, my stom

I whispered. Someone just lost

rward, his eyes l

ngerous. "Did you care when you sat beside him? When you

lin

he was

layed m

lirted, I had watched

w he w

ly as the news replayed the footage of Jerry

continued, his voice softer now, almost coaxing.

my throat, my fingers

viv

had done for th

re if I was surviving or slowly tu

toward the kitchen. "We'll be out again tomorrow

ldn't

the screen, to the headl

rry Drummond L

tting my revenge

d by the weight of another ma

e exactly li