Chapter: The BetrayalThe air in the Celebration Hall curdled instantly."Father! What are you saying?" Saga’s voice tore through the stillness, stripped of his usual composure. He took two fast aggressive steps down the stairs, abandoning Sapphire’s side as his dark eyes locked onto the patriarch. "What trade are you talking about?"“The leader of the Northern Cartel has offered us their primary maritime supply lines—the most time-effective smuggling routes in the eastern territory. On top of that, they are transferring full ownership of their multi-billion dollar downtown tower project to the Ronway name.""In exchange for her?" Saga demanded, gesturing wildly toward where I stood. The veins in his throat bulged against his formal collar."In exchange for Rose," Don Quitow corrected smoothly. "A single soldier for an enterprise that guarantees our dominance for the next three decades. It is an elementary trade.""Father, we can't do that!" Saga’s chest heaved as he looked between his father and me.
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Chapter: Traded.Evening — Grand Hall of the Ronway Estate"Did you hear? Don Ronway is throwing this entire party just for the heir.""You mean Mr. Saga Ronway?" the older woman whispered, holding a flute of champagne close to her chest. Her eyes darted around the opulent Grand Hall, taking in the crystal chandeliers."Yes, and to officially acknowledge his son's fiancée," a second woman chimed in leaning closer. "My father said he heard Ms. Sapphire helped a massive amount this time. She supposedly secured the West End port shipping lines using her own diplomatic connections.""Oh my god! Really? Is she that capable?""Apparently so. The Vanguard unit was pinned down, and her quick thinking salvaged the operation. Beauty and brains. A true queen for the syndicate."The laughter chirped all over the hall in clustered wealthy groups. That was the main topic of the evening. The truth of the West End port had been completely scrubbed and rewritten by Saga to protect his white lotus.Sapphire loo
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Chapter: You Only Get to Cross Me Once!Saga physically recoiled. The apathy in my voice hit him harder than a physical blow. His handsome face twisted with a sudden confusion. "Rose, look," Saga started, lowering his voice into a harsh strained whisper. "I know you're angry with me about the port. I know things have been tense lately between us. But that doesn't mean you get to talk to me distantly. You used to call me by my name! You used to respect my word.""That was before," I answered, my tone entirely flat. "I thought I knew you. I was wrong. Our only relationship is now boss and employee. And last I checked, syndicate employees are not required to hand over their personal property to your pet."Sapphire gasped loudly, clutching her chest. She immediately shrank behind Saga, playing the helpless orphan to absolute perfection."Then shouldn’t you listen to your superior?" Sapphire whimpered, her fingers digging desperately into his shirt. "I'm scared, Saga. She always looks at me like she wants to kill me. It’
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Chapter: Day 3: Not AnymoreMacrow and his men blindly hurled their canisters. A massive wall of smoke erupted across the alleyway, blinding the enemy gunners. The machine gun instantly spun up, spraying blind fire where we were supposed to be standing.I ran backward, toward the control booth of the primary gantry crane.The pain in my back felt like hot knives, but I forced my legs to pump faster. I reached the reinforced glass of the booth, smashed it inward with the butt of my Glock, and reached inside.The automated system was locked with a digital keypad. I found the manual hydraulic release lever, a red iron bar meant only for catastrophic emergencies.I pulled the bar with every ounce of strength I had left in my painful body.Clank.The hydraulic seal broke.Above the enemy's machine-gun nest, the steel cables holding the forty-ton shipping container suddenly went slack.Gravity did the rest.The sound of the container falling was deafening. It hit the concrete directly in front of the wareho
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Chapter: The West End AmbushTwo floors above, I was staring at a duffel bag when the summons came.My back was screaming. The bandages were tight, restricting my movement, but I didn't care. I pulled my black jacket over my shoulders, wincing slightly as the heavy fabric settled against my wounded body.When I reached the doors of the study, I took a deep breath, smoothing my features.I knocked twice."Come in."I pushed the door open to step into the dimly lit room. Saga was standing near the bookshelves, trying to look authoritative, but the slight tremor in his jaw betrayed his anxiety. Quitow was behind the desk, looking like a vulture calculating the weight of a carcass.I stopped three feet from the desk and gave a perfectly measured bow."Don."I didn't look at Saga. "Rose," Quitow said, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assessed my physical state. "One of our most critical territories is curr
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Chapter: Rose, The Supreme WeaponThud.A silver-tipped cane whistled through the air from the open doorway, striking Saga directly on the wrist bone with the force of a swinging baseball bat.Saga yelled in pain, his fingers instinctively springing open. The Colt 1911 clattered uselessly onto the hardwood floor, spinning to a halt near my boots."What in the absolute hell is going on in this house?"The booming gravelly voice commanded the room like a thunderclap.The guards instantly snapped to attention, their spines rigid, completely ignoring Saga as they bowed their heads in deep unwavering respect. Even Sapphire froze, her fake sobs dying in her throat as she stared in terror at the doorway.Don Quitow Ronway, Saga's father, stood in the hall, leaning his weight onto a secondary cane handed to him by his personal bodyguard. His silver hair was perfectly swept back.Saga clutched his bruised wrist, his eyes wide with shock. "Dad? What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in Geneva!""If I didn't com
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The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late
"I bought you for three years, Spring. That means for 1,095 days. Your body, your soul and your very breath belong to me."
To the world, Spring Willow is the luckiest woman alive—married to the legendary billionaire August Harrington.
To August, she is nothing but a shadow of the woman he lost. A scapegoat for a tragedy she didn’t cause.
The terms of their marriage are written in blood and cold hard cash:
-$300,000 a month for her grandmother’s life.
One hundred rules she must never break.
And the most important rules of all: Never expect his heart.
Spring was prepared for his coldness. She was ready for his cruelty. But she wasn’t prepared for the moment his hatred turned into a suffocating obsession—one that threatens to keep her bound to him long after the 1,095 days are up.
Just as Spring prepares to break under his weight, a new shadow emerges. Another power player, equally ruthless and twice as determined, offers her a way out.
The contract was signed in pain but the ending will be written in truth. When revenge turns to possessiveness, who will Spring choose: The man who owns her, or the man who wants to steal her away?
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Chapter: No Escape TonightI struggled wildly beneath him, twisting my hips and slamming my elbows into his hard chest.But it was like trying to move a mountain. He was entirely unyielding. He shifted his weight pinning my thighs down with his heavy knees, completely neutralizing my movements until I was entirely at his mercy.His hand left my mouth. Before I could draw enough breath to scream, he dropped his head, burying his face directly between my thighs."No! Stop it! Get off me, August!" I screamed. My voice cracked in pure panic as I thrashed against the mattress.August ignored my cries completely. His mouth crashed down onto the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, his teeth biting down hard enough to leave a deep mark before his tongue began to aggressively stroke upward.At the same time, his fingers slid directly between my legs, finding my center with an unpolished dominant friction that made me gasp."Ah!" A sharp involuntary sound escaped my throat.Despite the terror, despite the hatred burni
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Chapter: 🍆 Whisper My Name Instead"You can’t keep running away from me, August. At least not tonight."The door of the master bedroom hadn't even clicked completely shut before Winter’s persistent voice cut through the dark. August's broad shoulders hunched, the stifling heat of the room doing absolutely nothing to clear the chaotic fog of whiskey rolling through his veins. His vision was slightly blurred.Before he could pull his thoughts together, a pair of slender arms wrapped tightly around his waist from behind. Winter pressed her chest against his back, her breathing shallow from the heat."I know how much you drank at the club," she murmured, her lips brushing against the tense muscle of his shoulder blade through the fabric of his shirt. "You’re hurting, August. I know you are. Let me take the pain away."August let out a low grunt. The raw sound vibrating deep in his chest. The touch should have anchored him. It should have been the exact balm his fractured mind had been begging for during the three a
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Chapter: August is Blind!Spring’s POV:The late-night city bus was entirely empty, save for an older man sleeping in the back row.I sat near the middle doors, my forehead pressed completely on the vibrating window glass. The yellow streetlights flickered past, casting shadows across my face.My tear ducts felt entirely burned out leaving nothing but a dry ache sitting in the center of my ribcage.I rested my hand over my chest, feeling the slow thud beneath my ribs.The fucking heart, I thought, my lips pulling into a bitter humorless smile. It is physically mine. It beats inside my body. But why... does it feel so sad for someone else?He had shattered my pride. He had let his friends strip me completely naked in a room full of strangers and mock my very existence. He had swallowed another woman’s mouth right in front of my face.And yet, this pathetic organ in my chest still ached for the the man who used to talk with me about whole lot things...I squeezed my eyes shut.I hated myself. I hated th
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Chapter: Why Am I the One Hurting?August’s POV:August caught the subtle movement out of the corner of his eye.Through the blur of the heavy intoxicating kiss and the loud obnoxious cheering of his friends, he saw Spring was clutching her cheap little handbag as she quietly slipped out the door of the VIP lounge.The panel clicked shut behind her, swallowing her entirely.She just left, looking as if the deeply intimate spectacle she had just witnessed meant absolutely nothing to her.A sudden flash of irritation exploded in the dead center of August's chest. It burned hot and fast, entirely overriding the performative lust he was trying to project.His jaw clenched. He abruptly broke the kiss. His hands shifted from Winter’s delicate waist to her bare shoulders. With a restless motion he pushed her back, tossing her slightly off his chest. He didn't mean to use so much force but the frustration boiling in his veins made him entirely careless.Winter stumbled slightly against the cushions filling her eyes wit
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Chapter: Torture Me All You Want!They were intentionally torturing me for sport. I pushed the door open.The conversation instantly died again replaced by a uncomfortable tension.I walked straight to my armchair, sat down crossing my legs, picking up a glass of sparkling water from the glass table. I took a slow sip looking directly at Julian."Did I miss anything?" "No," Chloe recovered quickly. A wicked gleam flashed in her eyes. "Actually, your timing is perfect. We were just about to play a game. Truth or Dare. You're in, right, Spring? Or are you too boring for that, too?""Let’s play," I said, my voice deadpan.August’s eyes flicked toward me. He seemed entirely unsettled by my utter lack of a reaction. Julian grabbed an empty champagne bottle and placed it sideways on the glass coffee table."Alright, I'll start," Julian announced, giving the bottle a hard spin.It spun rapidly. The green glass blurred before slowly ticking to a halt. The neck of the bottle pointed directly at Chloe. She chose a
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Chapter: The Woman on My Husband's Lap"Well? Did you really think you could just hide forever?"It was Chloe. One of August’s closest friends, a woman who had spent the last two years treating me like a dog August had accidentally dragged in from the rain.In the entire two years I had been married to August, I had only met his inner circle of friends two, maybe three times. They were the elite of the elite, old money heirs and socialites who looked at my cheap background with undisguised revulsion. They never invited me anywhere. August never took me to their gatherings."I'm not hiding," I replied with steady voice despite the erratic thumping of my heart. "What do you want, Chloe?""Ooh, defensive. I love it," she giggled."Look, we're all at The Obsidian Room tonight. VIP Lounge Three. August is here. We thought it was finally time for a proper get-together. You should come. Unless, of course, you're too scared to show your face in public?"It was an obvious trap. "Text me the address," I said flat lupe and end
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