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Claimed By The Coldhearted Billionaire Alpha

Claimed By The Coldhearted Billionaire Alpha

Author: Clementine
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1047    |    Released on: Today at 11:01

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reathing to r

t to the fire of terror licking up my spine. Every muscle in m

eyelids se

heavy, masculine fragrance that clung to the back of my throat and made it

y door clicked

mmered agai

measured, deliberate, each one a drumbeat marking the slow appr

sharp sting of pain was a welcome anchor, a small, sharp point of realit

he bedroom turned

through the silen

uette filled the frame, casting a long,

ackwood-m

by sofa. He didn't turn on the lights. The only illumination came from the sliver of moon fil

d toward

the pressure in the room building unt

se. He knew. Of course, he knew. He could probably hear the frantic, terrified rhythm of m

id no

powerful Alpha aura press down on me. It was a physical weig

suffoc

facade was crumbling with

aned

ting. A shiver I couldn't control wracked my bo

a low rumble that vibrated through

e you going

s fluttered

I opened

to gleam like polished steel in the darkness. They h

ack, to put any distance between us, but my bod

ttress on either side of my body, caging me between his powerful a

away, leaving behind only a numb sort of resignation. I almost felt like I was waiting for him

couldn't place, like a dark current passing beneath ice. It was as if he were looking t

he blankness there only seemed to irritate him, stoking a fire of frustrati

e cold assessmen

led, but no s

h a cruel mockery. "You'd really do anything f

humiliation that forced me to wear my wedding dress and stand in this bridal chamber surged up all at once. I never willi

throat, and tried my best to make my voice soun

side me. When I finished, I didn't even have the strength left to c

he unexpected contact sending a jolt of electricity through me. It wasn't gentle. It was an act

g against my ear, his voice a low, dangerous growl, "it

dn't

mp at my sides, my fingers curled slightly but too weak to clench into fists. As he drew me

single, desperate tear finally escap

sed m

o. Nothing but wait in the

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