Novel & Cerita Escaping His Chains: The Ruthless Ceo's Secret Lover

He tried to reach me but I just shook my head and started crying. I saw how his intimidating dark eyes turn into a soft one. This man always had a soft spot for me. I just need to play an act. I need to act like I’m a lost puppy now. “You don’t love me.” I said in a very low tone. “B-baby what?” he asked in disbelief. “I love you more than anyone else.” “Why do you lock me up if you love me.” "Because you’re running away from me!” he hissed. He looks very frustrated now.

I said softly, and then we kissed passionately. *** End of Chained to the Billionaire

The stupid Betas easily consumed the false information he provided and ran in a panic on a task that was never given. “Are you okay, Your Majesty?” After everyone had left, and only the two of us were left, Hesse unchained my hands and feet. Finally, I could feel my strength again. The chains were created to be unchained only by Alphas who had the true blood of Vermilion. In other words, if it weren’t for Hesse, I wouldn’t have been able to escape from the clutches of these magical chains. “You seem to have returned intact,” he said. His eyes were fixed on my chest which should have a large hole due to the extraordinary misfortune.

Just two souls tangled, bound by their own choosing. “No escape,” he whispered. Her smile was fierce, radiant in its darkness. “Good.” He pushed her back against the post, their shackled arms forcing them close, their mouths colliding in a kiss that was all teeth and need. His free hand slid between her thighs, finding her wet and ready. She gasped, arching into him, her chains clattering like music. He thrust into her hard, desperate, their shackles tightening with every movement. Their bodies slammed together, sweat slick, moans filling the iron chamber. There was no gentleness now—only hunger, only possession, only the madness of two people who had chosen chains over freedom.

"So all of this psychotic obsession... this entire kidnapping... is based on a little girl giving him a chocolate bar over two decades ago?" "Exactly," I agreed. "He is completely, dangerously obsessed. And right now, the girls genuinely think we're just down the sports bar grabbing beers and wings." Greg’s face hardened, the lingering fog of the sedative instantly burning away, replaced by a fierce, protective fury. He looked at the heavy chain binding him to the concrete, then looked across the room at the heavy metal door. "So, what the hell are we going to do?" Greg demanded, his voice dropping into a determined, lethal whisper. "We can't just sit here and let that psycho play house with

Cynthia's POV "Don't KILL me! I'm pregnant! I'm carrying your baby!" I cried, begging my husband, Alpha Daniel, in the hope of evoking his mercy. The heavy chains around my slender arms made me feel like a rabbit entangled in a boa constrictor. I had bare feet, as I had lost my shoes in the escape. Since I had accidentally heard the horrible secret in the conference room, I fled desperately. I ran with my feet dripping with blood, but finally, I was caught.

That's the least he could do to repay her for his blindness and stupidity that led to her dying. He stood up and headed to a secret basement where he kept lovelyn the devil that killed Betty! He opened the door, he descended down a long array of stairs before getting to where lovelyn was kept in chains. He walked up to her and began to unleash all his anger on her, he beat her until he was exhausted. Lovelyn looked a sight! Her hair was scattered and she stunk for staying in there for long but yet Ryan didn't want to kill her he wanted her to die slowly and painfully.

And yet, through it all, I couldn’t help but wonder. Was this the man I once loved? Was this the man I had tried so desperately to escape? I had spent so long hiding from Aiden, living in fear, that it felt surreal to be watching him fall. But now, with the empire he’d built shattering, I was left with nothing but the pieces of my broken past. That night, as I lay in the quiet of my apartment, I thought about everything I had gone through. The betrayal. The fear. The loss.

I challenge, my own emotions raw and exposed. He takes a deliberate step forward, his presence commanding yet vulnerable. "The only reason I got engaged to Scottie was for the Wright Group," he confesses, his tone weighted with regret. "The minute I realized what a mistake I was making, I ended it." His hand reaches out, a silent plea in his touch as he cups my jaw gently. His gaze pierces through me, searching for understanding. "I never touched her, kitten," he asserts firmly, his words tinged with desperation. "You need to know that. I couldn't bear the thought."

I hissed in pain but he didn’t care. "That's enough," he said, finally stopping in anger. Without warning, he bent down and hoisted me onto his shoulder. My helpless screams echoed throughout the house, but there was no one to come to my help. I was weak and alone in this cruel world. They pushed me into the arms of the only heir of the Harrison family and a ruthless billionaire, who hated me, wanted me to die. And I was sure today was the last night of my life. A week ago:-