Chapter 1

The ObjectionElena’s POV "You're not actually going through with this."My best friend Mira's voice echoed in my head as I pressed myself against the cold marble pillar, hidden among the forest of champagne-dressed guests. But I was here. God help me, I was actually here.The Cathedral of Saint Augustine had never looked more beautiful or more cruel. Crystal chandeliers dripped light like frozen tears. White roses climbed every column, their perfume thick enough to choke on. And there, at the altar, stood Damien Cross in his custom tuxedo, looking like every fairy tale I'd ever been stupid enough to believe in.My hands trembled against the cheap blue-and-white cotton of my dress, the nicest thing I owned, which wasn't saying much. I'd borrowed the shoes. The clutch was from a thrift store. I didn't belong here, and everyone who'd glanced my way knew it."Absolutely radiant, isn't she?" a woman beside me whispered to her companion.I followed her gaze to the bride. Vivienne Laurent.

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Chapter 2

Dragged AwayElena’s POV "She's mine."The words still hung in the air when all hell broke loose."Damien Cross, have you lost your mind?" Richard's roar cut through the stunned silence.Then everyone started talking at once. Shouting. The cathedral became a storm of voices, shocked gasps, angry exclamations, excited whispers. Camera flashes exploded like lightning. I heard the rapid-fire clicks of professional cameras. The press. Of course the press was here."Mr. Cross! Mr. Cross, a statement please!""Who is she?""Is the wedding off?"My legs felt like water. The room spun. What had I done? What had we done?"Vivienne!" someone screamed.I turned just in time to see the bride crumple, her white gown pooling around her like spilled milk. Two bridesmaids lunged forward, catching her before she hit the marble floor."Get a doctor!" "Vivienne, darling, breathe!"My stomach twisted with guilt. She fainted because of me. Because I couldn't keep my mouth shut. Because I was selfish eno

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Chapter 3

The Golden CageElena’s POV The bedroom door clicked shut behind me with a sound like a cell locking."This will be your room," the uniformed woman, Mrs. Chen, she'd said her name was, gestured around with a practiced smile. "Mr. Cross has instructed that you have everything you need. If you require anything, simply press the button on the nightstand."Everything I need except my freedom.I stood frozen in the center of the room, unable to process what I was seeing. This wasn't a bedroom. It was a palace. Black sheets in champagne gold covered a bed large enough for four people. A crystal light hung from the ceiling, catching light and throwing rainbow prisms across cream-colored walls. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked perfectly manicured gardens. There was a sitting area with a velvet sofa. A vanity with more mirrors than any one person needed.It was beautiful.It was suffocating."I can't stay here," I whispered.Mrs. Chen's smile didn't falter. "Mr. Cross was very clear about

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Chapter 4

CAGED Elena's POV "Miss Martinez, stop!"Heavy footsteps pounded behind me. I took a corner too fast, my foot slipped, and suddenly I was falling. My knee cracked against the marble floor. Pain exploded up my leg."Are you hurt?" One of the guards reached me first, his expression concerned."Don't touch me!" I scrambled backward, cradling my knee. Blood seeped from a scrape across my kneecap, staining the expensive floor."What happened?" Damien's voice cut through everything.He appeared at the end of the hallway, still in his wedding tuxedo though his tie was gone and his shirt was unbuttoned at the throat. He looked at me on the floor, at the blood, and something flickered across his face."She tried to run, sir," the guard explained."Leave us," Damien said quietly."Sir, she's injured..""I said leave us."The guards retreated. I heard their footsteps fade away, leaving me alone with him.Damien approached slowly, like I was a wild animal that might bolt. Maybe I was."Let me

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Chapter 5

PossessionElena’s POV I couldn't breathe.Damien stood over me, moonlight carving shadows across his face, and I felt like a rabbit caught in a trap. My fingers clutched the silk sheets so hard my knuckles went white."Please," I whispered. "Don't."He tilted his head, studying me. "Don't what, Elena? Don't look at you? Don't want you? Don't claim what's already mine?""I'm not yours." My voice shook. "You can't just decide that I belong to you.""Can't I?" He moved closer, placing one knee on the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight. "You're in my house. In my bed. Wearing the nightgown I provided. Tell me again how you don't belong to me."I scrambled backward until my spine hit the headboard. Nowhere left to go."You're scared," he observed, his voice almost curious. "Why? I haven't laid a hand on you.""You don't have to." Tears burned my eyes. "You're suffocating me just by being here. By keeping me trapped. By..""By wanting you?" He reached out, his fingers hovering inch

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All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Runied Bride : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5