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

Cleo There are times when I feel like fate has played a cruel trick on me ; that what's happened the past three years has been a dream, and that one day I will wake up and be the same Cleo I was before I met Angelo... That is just a dream . What is not a dream however is the continuous attacks I've been getting from my mother in law who seems to be using my husband's old girlfriends against me , without moving. I walked straight into a trap when I went back to work on Monday. Whoever ransacked my office and vandalized it wanted to get their message across. It had to be someone who had been around me for a while to figure me out. I was in a hospital room and I knew it wasn't a hospital either

Charli D’Amico never expected to become the captive of a Syndicate kingpin. Elijah Holder is the Head of the Snake. Ruthless, powerful, and feared by everyone who knows his name. He is her captor. She should hate him. She should want nothing more than to escape. Instead, Charli falls hopelessly in love with the man holding her prisoner, pulling her sisters into a world of dangerous men. Because sometimes the most dangerous man in the room is the one who makes you feel safest.

"Do you think I am a fool? I fucking waited for this my whole life and now that I finally have Marcus I won't let him slip from my hold. We are getting married a few months from now. We are getting married Matthew can't you hear that? I will finally have my happy ending with him. I will finally have the life that I have been dreaming of, you can't just tell me to stop now. You can't just tell me to give up after everything that I have done just to get him. You can't just tell me to give up," "You are being too much Alice. You already ruined their life. Remember when you told the police where they had been hiding? I know your motive back then Alice I just chose to be blinded because I fucking

Then: “A shell company tied to a man named Victor Hale.” The name hit like a punch to the gut. Victor Hale. The man who once offered me protection when I was nobody. The man who smiled while warning me that success had a price. The man who disappeared right around the time Sophia vanished. And the man who was very much alive. I closed my eyes slowly. It wasn’t betrayal. It was a setup. I had built my empire on the belief that she abandoned me. On the fire of hatred and revenge. On the promise that I would never be weak enough to love her again.

Memories surged: the way her skin had felt under his hands, the sweet taste of her lips, the way his body—long dormant, repulsed by every other woman—had ignited for her alone. He sat on the edge of the sofa, legs stretched out, exuding the effortless command of a king. "This woman... interests me," he murmured to himself. The aide, who had watched Grayson grow from a guarded boy into a ruthless billionaire, felt a rare chill. "Say it." "Everything is my fault," the aide continued quickly. "Punish me, Master."

“You are a surprise, Evelyn. A beautiful complexity I failed to anticipate. But do not think that the corporate war excuses your duties here.” His hand slid lower, tightening on my hip. “The Heir-Producing Mandate stands. You earned your time off with your work, but tonight, the contract must be serviced. I expect the same ruthless efficiency in the bedroom as you showed in my office.” The elevator doors opened onto the crowded, glittering lobby. Julian Thorne, the ruthless CEO, had drawn a clear line: I was his warrior by day and his captive by night. And I had to submit to both roles to keep my son safe.

I requested. If I am going to escape at some point, I have to be able to move around... I am going to get out of here whether he likes it or not, and it's going to be soon. "That's a smart choice, I can do that." He brought out a key for him pocket and he unlocked all the chains. My wrist hurts but it's the least of my worries. I sat up on the bed and I rested my back against the headboard. "I know all of this is strange to you and you are confused but I can tell you for a fact that you will fall in love with me sooner than you think and I, Diablo with be your fucking husband."

She grabbed another candy and busied herself peeling its wrapper. ‘I’m stuck in an elevator with claustrophobia and my ridiculously hot boss, who is sweating but somehow still looks insanely attractive. What else could possibly go wrong?’

Charissa POV It didn’t make sense. One minute he was there, and the next, it was as though he’d evaporated into the air. All night we had searched everywhere, but there were no traces of him. I stood in the corner of Dominic’s office, disoriented, clutching the edge of the desk for support. The room spun with the weight of realization: Vincent had escaped. And worse, he was free. After all the pain and suffering he had caused it hurt knowing he was finlaly free.

When with their higher-ups, the secretaries always followed them into this exclusive lift. For five minutes, the elevator crawled its way up to the 25th floor. Danisa remained silent and frozen in place. The atmosphere felt icy and chilling. She had only been Brian's secretary for two weeks, and she was already contemplating handing in her resignation multiple times due to his cold stares. No wonder Nadine had often complained when she was Brian's secretary. Danisa had only heard rumors from her friends and past secretaries of Brian's that the CEO of the company hardly ever smiled. Suddenly, Danisa remembered Amanda, Brian's wife, who had wanted to matchmake Brian with Nadine. Danisa shook h