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Owned By The Enemy

Chapter 2 BOUND TO THE DEVIL

Word Count: 830    |    Released on: 25/07/2025

lk sheets that di

thing-until the weight of her

e. The thre

nic

she took in her surroundings: marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows that bathed the penthouse in golden morning li

he silk nightgown clung to her skin li

knock. She didn't need t

inic asked, walking in

e, shirt open just enough to be indecently charming. The w

ur wife," s

s. You wore the ring." He placed a mug o

dn't marry me for love. You did

save your father.

" she hissed. "Especially

eyes narrowing. "That man d

flin

he wall, arms crossed. "

didn't run. I escaped. My father pu

d, voice like steel

ooked

voice low. "Right back in my world. But now it

art th

still do this-still make her feel somet

on't o

wly. "We'll s

-

ectly to be coincidence. Crimson silk, a dangerously high slit, and a low back t

livered it with a single line: "Mr

d at her

s this

red the room, he

ed over her, s

paused, voice hus

idn't

ou care," she sa

her wrist gent

nk," he murmured, voice d

*

th and hypocrisy. She walked in on his arm like a perfectly trai

s were

red through clenched te

a smile, te

itely. Everyone wanted to know who she was, where she

one woman cooed, her di

s hand sliding to the small of Liana's back.

ed up at h

dn't glan

is drink and smi

*

m the chatter, Liana exhaled a

s cold, but her

ng from crowds," Dominic

iked creating a s

ed a marriage. That'

this is marriage? This is control.

the space between

the shadows while your father ruined lives-including mine. When I saw

your r

my obs

fr

e low and dangerous. "

n her chest, blood

as her body betrayed h

," he said, like

e that, the

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Owned By The Enemy
Owned By The Enemy
“One year. His rules. Her body. Their war. To save her father, Liana marries the billionaire who ruined her life. But in this twisted game of power and passion-hate might not survive the heat.”