The Billionaire's Prisoner Wife

a's

ggling to break free even though

hell a

m? He couldn't have told them to capture me. My heart thudded in my ribcage, threatening to leap ou

as heading in the opposite direction of my

led, struggling to break free again

my forehead but I paid no mind to the p

hissed, spittle flying out of his mo

the hell

ned my eyes, hoping they would rea

I didn't know. I feared that I wouldn't survive the crash if I was thrown out of a running

ed me as if I

e them. "I'm not Sasha. Can you let me g

ls hissed at me, sparing me a glance fi

ckled. "Ignore her, man. We've been told she li

ce and focused on putting my brain to good use. I didn't know

r known and loved lied to me, and I had been determined to not be

ey accuse m

on't

once and I went red with embarrassmen

g? Who ordered my

to run my mouth as carelessly as I could. Not that I had experienc

left alone was hop

ghed again as if I ha

et and glanced at the rolled-up window, my gaze fixed longingly at

l memory trying to rear its ugly head and focused on

nnounced and pulled me out of the ca

ect gentlem

s I saw the mansion. I felt a cold slither crawling over my skin and warn

he already predicted my actions, one of the men grabbed my hand

out, wincing at the numbness

is was a man who hurt others for sport and defini

ging him to let go of me

d. I glared at the huge gate which had closed immediately we drove into t

wled and pulled me forward, his strides eating the ground

ggling to make sense of what was happening. The boss? Anyone who

formed in my head. Had Mark borrowed money from a Mafia lor

he first time Mark would get himself in trouble and force me to clean his mess. I swore t

stared at the strange environment, wondering what was going to ha

o escape anyway, except I wan

There was nothing in the house except a plastic chair. I should have been given a wood

to be alive

ded and blood roared in my ears as suspense thrummed in my veins. Was I abo

ke any of t

my lips, suddenly fee

walked-no, marched with fury-into the room. His ey

e looking at me like I offended

hat Mark told you but I don't have enough m

about, Sasha?" He roared, hi

I crumpled to the plastic chair

ha and why did every