icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Love's Obsession, Her Freedom

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1104    |    Released on: 30/06/2025

with Clara already fading into the

new money and a desperate need for cultural validation. He was standing i

kind of man Ethan

" I said, coming t

hen he saw it was me. "Miss Hayes.

. "It' s about the moment before

cket, a fleeting, almost accidental touch. He stiff

red, my voice a low purr. "Most people don't

chest puffing out slightly. "A

nding to inspect a brushstroke on

rely a whisper. "It requires a certain... strength

collector who understood things others didn't. It was a simple

he said, his voi

"An excell

he deal, a cold presence fell

g fun,

through the air, sh

lored suit. He wasn't looking at Albright; his eyes were locked on

or persona vanishing in an instant. "Mr. Vance. I wa

't reach his eyes. "Ava has many admirers.

branding iron, searing his ownershi

I turned my head slow

I said, my voice laced with a chal

ice dropping to a low growl meant only for me.

round my upper arm, h

voice returning to a smooth, pol

skin. He propelled me through the crowd, past the curious stares and whispere

"Private" and into a small, dark

large window. He backed me against the wall, his body caging

is face inches from mine. "Embarrassing Clara?

ding in my chest. "It's your game, Eth

re here because I allow you to be here. You exist in this

wanted to scream, to claw at his face, to make him feel

t give him th

fiance melted away, replaced by s

letting my head tilt back. My gaze

ight," I

off guard by my s

him away, but to trace the line of hi

sky. I let my fingers trail down his neck, o

remor in the muscles of his arms. He was still the same man I had once known, the m

llar of his shirt and pulled h

do with me?" I whispered,

anger and possession and a desperate, buried hunger. I didn't fight him.

hair, gripping the strands tightly. He groaned again

t to lose himself compl

e a sliver of space between us. He was breathing

was carrying and pulled out a sm

s hand, my fingers c

hotel r

dy, cool. "If you want the rest o

rm, unlocked the door, and walked out, lea

or a moment,

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Love's Obsession, Her Freedom
Love's Obsession, Her Freedom
“My name is Ava Hayes, and according to the little gold-embossed placard next to the painting, I was the artist. But tonight, my real title was "trophy," paraded at the Vance Gallery, a glittering cage built by Ethan Vance. He' d bought my family' s gallery, swooping in like a vulture when my father' s business teetered on the edge of bankruptcy. Then, my younger sister Lily got sick, a rare autoimmune disease with astronomical medical bills. Suddenly, Ethan wasn' t just a bitter ex-fiancé; he was the only lifeline, holding Lily' s future-and mine-in his cruel hands. He made me beg for it, forcing me into a contract: his "protégé," his grateful, reclaimed stray. I was trapped, my art and my soul enslaved, all to save Lily and my father' s legacy. He wanted to break my spirit, to own the one thing that had walked away from him. Today, he pushed me too far, forcing me to play servant at his lavish party, publicly humiliating me. He paraded Lily on his arm, giving her the diamond necklace I had desired, right in front of my face. Watching Lily' s fragile adoration for him, her innocence twisted into a weapon against me, something inside me snapped. If he wanted to destroy me, I would burn my own life to the ground and make sure he was standing in the middle of the fire with me.”
1 Introduction2 Chapter 13 Chapter 24 Chapter 35 Chapter 46 Chapter 57 Chapter 68 Chapter 79 Chapter 810 Chapter 911 Chapter 10