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Shut It Down. Now.

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-22 05:27:58

The second my Maybach’s tires hit the curb outside the Goodbed Medical Center, I didn't wait. Johnson, the driver, hadn't even set the brake yet. I violently shoved the heavy car door open and exploded out of the car and onto the plain concrete.

I wasn't jogging or running; I moved with the sheer, contained rage of someone about to break something. My black cashmere coat flapped as I marched, my face was completely locked in a grim expression. I wanted to smash the whole place; the light rig, t
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    Olivia's POV“Don’t even bother trying to get me to agree to this foolishness,” Liam cut his grandfather off, his voice was like a razor. “You’re talking about human trafficking under the guise of 'legacy.' If you want Evelyn back so badly, find another way. But you aren't touching Olivia.”“Watch that tone with me, boy!” Arthur snarled, pointing his cane at Liam’s chest. “I built this empire! I will not see it dragged into the gutter because of your obsession with a common breeder!”Rachelle stepped up beside Arthur, her eyes darting between me and her son. Liam didn't budge. He looked down at me, a sharp exhale escaping his nostrils, the frustration radiating off him in waves.Before the argument could escalate into a physical fight, a small, high-pitched scream echoed through the marble hallway.“Olivia!”We all turned.Standing by the staircase was little Sophie. She looked tiny in her pink quilted winter coat, her blonde hair was a tangled mess. Her face was blotchy and red, tear

  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   A Catalog For A New Bride

    Olivia's POVLiam’s expression shifted. The hardness didn't leave, but a flash of something; amusement? Disdain?, touched the corners of his mouth. He reached out, his hand catching the collar of my coat and pulling me toward him until I was nearly pressed against his waistcoat.“Is that what this is?” he whispered. His breath was warm against my forehead. “You think I’ve spent my morning scrolling through a catalog for a new bride while my father is having a stroke downstairs?”“What else am I supposed to think?” I whispered back. My eyes were stinging. “You’re so cold. You treat people like chess pieces. I just... I need to know.”Liam let out a short, sharp huff of air. He grabbed my coat and forced my arms into the sleeves, his movements were rough but efficient. He began to button the coat for me, his fingers moved down the front of my body with a terrifyingly intimate familiarity.“Listen to me very carefully, Olivia,” he said, his voice dropping into a low, rumbling bass. “The

  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   Bringing A Date

    Olivia's POV“Didn’t you hear what I just said?” Liam's voice was a low, terrifying rasp that made me flinch. “I am not giving you to anyone. Not because I’m a saint, and not because I care about your feelings. You are the mother of my heirs, Olivia. That makes you mine. And I don’t lose what is mine. Now, get your ass up and do as I say. I don’t have time for this back-and-forth.”The gravity of his voice; the absolute, dark certainty of it, forced me into motion. I felt like a puppet whose strings had been jerked. I turned to the sink, my hands trembling as I reached for my own toothbrush. I didn't dare look at him again. I could feel his gaze on the back of my neck, heavy and possessive, watching my every move as I tried to prepare for a day where I was worth more as a trade-in than a human being.“Liam...” I whispered as I reached for the water. “If you take me to the office... what happens to Avery?”He didn't answer immediately. I heard the rustle of his silk robe as he moved to

  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   They Sent A Finger!

    Olivia's POV“They want us to hand over Olivia.”The sentence didn’t just hang in the air; it suffocated it. Those seven words were a death knell, ringing in my ears over and over until my pulse throbbed with them.Just when I thought the nightmare had reached a highest degree; just when I had held my babies and felt a spark of hope that I could survive this estate, the floor had been ripped out from under me again.Peace was a luxury I apparently wasn't allowed to possess.My legs felt like they were made of ash. I stood there in my oversized grey tee, feeling small and exposed in the middle of Liam’s massive, shadow-drenched bedroom.“What’s going on, Liam?” I whispered. My voice was so thin, so brittle, that I didn't think it would carry past my own lips.But Liam heard me. He always seemed to hear the things I tried to hide. He turned his head slowly, looking down at me from his towering height. His face was cold, but his eyes were a different story. They were turbulent, dark with

  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   The Ransom

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  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   The Cold Shower

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  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   She Was Already Mine

    Liam's POV“Evelyn is your wife-to-be! No other woman, you hear me? Stop wasting time with stupid ideas!”I ignored him and headed for the foyer. The driver opened the Bentley’s door as Grandpa shouted after me.“Think of the family!” he yelled. “The Vaughns are allies! No scandals! Or I’ll drag yo

  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   Evelyn Is Your Wife-to-Be

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  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   Why Is The Devil So Damn Hot?

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  • Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil   This Is Off-Limits

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