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Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Chapter 161
VENUSI woke to silence.Not the cold, suffocating kind that had wrapped itself around me in that apartment. Not the silence of horror, of blood-soaked walls and words carved in cruelty. This one was softer. Heavy, yes but steady.The kind of silence that belonged to Aaron.My lashes fluttered open, the light dim, the room familiar, the study. My body felt like lead, but I wasn’t alone. The second I shifted, strong arms tightened around me. His scent hit first, dark and grounding, the only tether strong enough to drag me back from the places my mind wanted to wander.“You’re awake.”His voice was low, gravel threaded with relief, but also tension. Always tension. Aaron never truly let it go, not even when I was curled against him.I tilted my head slightly, enough to see his face. He was watching me, of course he was. Storm-dark eyes, jaw taut, like he hadn’t blinked since I drifted off. The faint lamplight cut across him, highlighting every edge of restraint.Connor and Colton weren’
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AARONShe finally slipped under. My girl. My fighter. Breathing ragged against my chest, her fists tangled in my shirt like if she let go she’d drop straight into the pit her mother left behind.I didn’t move. Didn’t dare. One wrong shift, and the demons would come dragging her back into the blood. Not on my watch. Not while I had breath in me. So I sat there in the dark, one hand buried in her hair, the other heavy on her hip, staring at her face like my eyes alone could guard her sleep. As if keeping them open was the only wall between her and the hell Martha carved.The door creaked.I didn’t need to look. The air told me who it was before his boots even touched the rug.Colton.“What the hell were you thinking taking her there in the first place?” I hissed, voice low, sharp, honed like a blade in the quiet. “You should’ve stopped her. And the fucking guards—where the fuck were they?”Even as I said it, I knew it wasn’t fair. The guards tried. They’d called me half a dozen times, v
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VENUSThe ride back to the penthouse was a blur—one long, suffocating silence broken only by the rasp of Aaron’s breath, sharp, like he was holding himself together just for me.I pressed against him in the back seat, his arm locked around my shoulders like iron. Colton drove, jaw clenched, eyes hard on the road, but the air between him and Aaron was brittle, razor-thin.I barely noticed. My eyes were open, but I wasn’t seeing the city lights or the blur of streets rushing past. All I saw was that room. That wall. That body that used to be my mother, mutilated into a message.I did you a favor, sweetheart.The words pulsed through me like a drumbeat, relentless and mocking. I buried my face into Aaron’s chest as if it could stop the horror from replaying in my head.By the time the car rolled into the garage, my body was trembling again, exhaustion dragging me under only for fear to yank me awake. Aaron didn’t let me walk inside. He scooped me out of the car like I weighed nothing, ig
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VENUS The stench hit me before the sight did. Copper. Old pennies. Sharp, metallic, suffocating. My throat constricted, bile already clawing its way up. Colton’s hands were still on my arms, but I wrenched against them, frantic, desperate. He didn’t move fast enough, didn’t block me well enough, and my eyes slipped past his frame into the apartment that used to be my home. And then the world cracked open. Martha was there. Or what was left of her. Her body slumped against the battered couch we’d sat on a thousand times. Her throat—god, her throat. Slashed wide, jagged, raw, a grotesque smile carved in blood. Her hands clutched at something—a paper, now soaked and scarlet, the edges curling from damp. But it wasn’t just her. The wall behind her was scrawled, smeared, painted in a message that made the room spin beneath my feet. “I did you a favor, sweetheart.” Written in what could only be her blood. My stomach rebelled. I staggered sideways, choking, and doubled over. The
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VENUSThe city felt colder than it should have for morning. Maybe it wasn’t the air but the guilt riding shotgun in my chest. By the time Colton pulled up outside the house, I was wound tight, already bracing for the battle that wasn’t with Martha but with Aaron, if he ever found out.The guards were the first wall.They stood at the door, dressed sharp in black suits, earpieces gleaming under the pale sun. Aaron’s men. Loyal, immovable.“Miss, where are you going?” The older one asked, voice even but eyes sharp.“Out,” I said flatly, stepping forward.They didn’t budge.“I can’t let you leave the premises without clearance from Mr. Sinclair.”My blood boiled instantly. That name. Always that name. Mr. Sinclair. Like Aaron wasn’t just Aaron. Like I wasn’t me—I was property tucked under his title.“Clearance?” My laugh came out sharp and cold. “I don’t need clearance. I’m not a prisoner in this house.”“Miss—”“Move.” My voice cracked like a whip.The younger one shifted, uncomfortable
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VENUS He kissed the top of my head. “Because you’re mine. And because you deserve it. Both can be true.”---Later, in bed, I curled into him instinctively. Spooning into his chest like a cat finding its warmest corner. His arm was heavy around me, his breath steady in my hair. My body still ached, used and wrung out, but here—in this cocoon of warmth—I felt safe.It was in that safety that my lips betrayed me, speaking words I rarely let escape.“I keep thinking about the cottage.”I felt his arm stiffen slightly but he didn’t speak. He knew better. My therapist had told him not to press, not to demand, and Aaron… Aaron listened when it mattered.So I kept going.I knew I talked about her betrayal before but it still hurt deeply.“When I realized my mother drugged me, I… it was worse than the cuffs, worse than Gerald’s hands. Because it meant she chose it. She chose to hand me over. Not protect me. Not even hesitate. She even sold me out to Dorian.”My throat tightened, but the word
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