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Ivana sat stiffly at the edge of the enormous bed, silk sheets sliding cool and indifferent against her bare legs. The air felt heavier than it should have, suffocating, pressing against her lungs as the memory of that phone call replayed in her head.One week.Seven days.That was all the time it had taken for her life to be signed away.Married to a man she had never met.What kind of cruel world forced a woman into vows with a stranger? Into a bed that wasn't hers. Into a name that didn't feel like it belonged on her tongue.Then she had seen his photograph.Kacy Lillard.A name spoken in boardrooms with respect and in private conversations with lowered voices. A billionaire. No. Beyond that. Wealth that could swallow cities. Wealth that could secure her family's bloodline for generations.And yet, staring at that picture, she had felt nothing but resistance.Yes, he could provide everything. Security. Luxury. Status. Protection.But none of it was love.And love was the one thing

Mr. Kacy Lillard's house, or should she even call it a palace, was perfect in every way.The tiled floors gleamed, the garden looked like something straight out of the Garden of Eden, and everywhere smelled of luxury.The workers, chefs, maids, and gardeners were perfectly coordinated, dressed like staff in a high-end hotel, and always wore charming smiles that filled the house with warmth and serenity.There was no bullying, no shrewdness, no laziness, no theft. Anyone caught acting out would be immediately sacked, so no one dared try anything. Of course, they were paid handsomely.After all, this was Kacy Lillard, a world-famous multi-billionaire and trillionaire businessman. Honestly, she wouldn't be surprised if he had twelve Benz, eighteen GLEs, and twenty Lexuses just in this one U.S. house, not counting his other estates. Yet, he only drove three, his favorite being the black GLE he called his baby.Kacy loved showing off, and his ego was loud and proud. Even with countless glo

She's dead. Very dead. She can't escape. He just pinned the damn door. He was driving and didn't even glance at her side or touch her thigh, no teasing stroke, no sensual rub, something he usually did every time they drove together. She didn't want to think too deeply, maybe it was because he was making important calls, but she knew something was coming. He hadn't started anything yet, but that didn't mean she was safe.They were already close to the venue for the party when he reversed away from the entrance, parking the car in a lonely path. He ended the call and tossed his phone somewhere she couldn't see.He turned to her and she gasped, fully aware she was done for in her husband's hands.His earlier words still echoed, pulling her straight back into reality: "Take off your flat heels and the gown. Off. Now."Her lips parted, swallowing hard. She stared at him innocently, speechless. "Um…""You wouldn't want me to repeat myself." His gaze was hard and seductive, the kind that st

After he had successfully settled her into the passenger seat, he shut the door firmly and walked around to the driver's side. He slid in, locked the doors, and started the car without sparing her a glance.His right hand gripped the steering wheel.His left hand rested exactly where it always did.Ivana's lap.By then, the tequila had cleared halfway from her senses."I see you're halfway back to reality," he finally said after a while, brow lifting slightly.That snapped her eyes to him."What did I do?" she asked, hissing faintly."A lot, baby."He smirked, reaching to the side of the car and pulling out a can of water, handing it to her.She snatched it, drinking hungrily, then splashed the remaining content on her face. She was still tipsy, but more aware.His gaze darkened.Slowly, lazily, his eyes dragged from her eyes to her lips then to her neck. Water trailed down her skin in tiny droplets, sliding from her jaw to her throat.He swallowed hard, turned his face away, and smac

"Now… the real punishment," he smirked."Your ass, let's check."His eyes darkened as he looked her over."Don't look at me, Ivy. Face the damn mirror. If you turn even once, a spanking follows, so don't dare."He drawled every word slowly, deliberately, his gaze roaming over her body with open hunger before he continued."Lose the strap of your gown now. Mm....no. Just loosen it to your waist. Let those pretty breasts stay exposed."He fell silent, watching.Slowly and deliberately, she lifted her fingers to the strap. Her movements were unhurried, almost teasing. The fabric slid down inch by inch until it rested at her waist, baring her breasts fully.His eyes followed her fingers like they were the only thing in the room. His throat bobbed as he gulped, surprise flickering across his face, not because she obeyed, but because she did it willingly. His body reacted instantly, heat pooling low as he hardened beneath his control."You're surprised, Daddy," she teased with a soft laug