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2026-11-04 13:12:32
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire; I'm Getting Married! You Can Only Be Mine
Estelle never imagined it would end like this.A stranger, a man whose face she had never even seen, had taken what she never meant to give.Despair crashed over her, so heavy it felt as if the ceiling had come down. She had spent weeks fighting to keep Victor from touching her. She had planned, lied, and bargained. And in the end, it was someone else who had done it.She was truly dirty now. There was no more pretending.Edward would loathe her. He would look at her with disgust and never want to see her again.*Edward. Edward. Edward.*She called his name silently, over and over, as if saying it could turn back time. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and soaked into the silk that covered them.The man above her stopped.He felt the wetness on her cheek. His fingers closed under her chin, and his rough voice cut through the dark."Who are you crying for?"Estelle pressed her lips together and said nothing. The tears kept coming, faster and faster, until the tie over her eyes
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire; I'm Getting Married! Tied Up Again
She had known Victor wouldn't let her go once he had the contract.But she had counted on the wine. By the time he finished that glass, he was supposed to be unconscious, or at least too groggy to do anything.And this was all because of the man in the bathroom.If he hadn't barged in first and thrown her off balance, her hands would never have shaken. Victor would never have noticed anything. He would have drunk his wine like a fool and gone to sleep.Now the plan lay in ruins. What was she supposed to do? Was she really going to let Victor take her?Sweat ran down her back. Her heart pounded in her throat, and a sharp, spreading ache was building behind her ribs. She had no idea how much longer her body would hold out.Victor's hands were still wandering when a phone started to buzz.It was a short, sharp vibration, and it cut right through the thick air in the room."Mr. Robinson," Estelle said quickly. "Your phone is ringing. You should answer it."She seized the chance and shoved
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire; I'm Getting Married! Victor Notices the Wine
"So you do have some talent after all."Victor wrapped an arm around Estelle's waist, pulled her in, and planted a loud kiss on her cheek. "Tell me, sweetheart. What kind of reward do you want?"Estelle pressed a hand to the spot he'd kissed. Her stomach churned, but her face didn't change."I don't want a reward, Mr. Robinson. Just call your men off. Tell them to leave my friend's new home alone.""No problem."He took out his phone right away and made a call, barking an order for his men to pull back.She listened to the call, every word of it, to make sure he was really giving the order. Only when she heard him say *pull out, now* did the tight band around her chest finally loosen.Nat was safe. At least for tonight, Nat was safe.Estelle let herself breathe. Then she wiped the corner of her cheek with the back of her hand when Victor wasn't looking, and she turned to the table, picked up the glass of wine, and held it out to him with both hands."Mr. Robinson, I brought this wine
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire; I'm Getting Married! Afraid of Him
"Fine."Estelle bit the word out coldly, and the line went dead. The man had ended the call.She couldn't see his face or read a single expression. All she could do was turn toward where she thought he sat and plead with him, her voice cracking with urgency."Sir, you heard him. This is a matter of life and death. You can do whatever you want to me, whatever you came to do while pretending to be Mr. Robinson, but please, come back another time. I have to see him tonight. I have to give him that contract, or he's going to hurt my friend."She was frantic. The man beside her was not."What contract?" he asked, in that same rough, quiet voice.Estelle hesitated. Anything involving Edward was not something she was willing to share. "It's just a project contract."He turned her phone over in his hand, unhurried. "If you won't explain, I suppose I can ask Victor Robinson myself."She had no choice. She told him everything, from the beginning.She told him how Victor had wanted her in his be
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire; I'm Getting Married! Pretty Wild Games
With the blindfold over her eyes, the world vanished.There wasn't a single speck of light. The darkness pressed in on her from every side, and it felt as if she were falling into a bottomless pit, with no way to claw her way out.Only now did she understand. This man was worse than Victor. He was more frightening, and far harder to deal with. He was a different kind of monster altogether.Cold sweat broke out all over her body. Her legs went weak and started to tremble.Without her eyes, every other sense seemed to sharpen. She could hear the soft creak of his shoes on the carpet. She could smell the heavy cologne, so thick it made her throat close. She could feel the thin plastic biting into her wrists, a little tighter every time she pulled. Her pulse hammered in her ears, loud and uneven, and she knew her weak heart was struggling to keep up.*Not now,* she begged it silently. *Please, not now.*Her eyes were covered. Her hands were tied. She had lost every bit of control she'd ha
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire; I'm Getting Married! Role Play Games
Her heart was fluttering so hard it hurt.Why would a stranger pretend to be Victor to get close to her? Why wouldn't he show his face? Why had he shut off every light the second he walked in? What did he want?Her thoughts were a tangled mess, and she had no idea what to do next.The plan had only ever been about Victor. Now there was a stranger in the room, and nothing about the plan fit him. What was she supposed to do?Inside, she was panicking. On the surface, she forced herself to be calm, again and again, like pressing down on a lid that wanted to fly off.Whoever he was, he had walked into this room. And that meant she had to find a way to put him down.Estelle loosened her clenched fists and put on a careless voice."Mr. Robinson, if you want to play role-play games, at least leave the lights on. It's pitch black in here. I can't see a thing."She felt her way across the room to the table, picked up an empty glass, and poured a small amount of the wine into it, the wine she h
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