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Married To The Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Married To The Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Author: Harman Lowry
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Chapter 1 He is not Baker

Word Count: 1032    |    Released on: 08/05/2026

g New York winter wind away. Adaline Bennett stepped into the hea

a custom-tailored shirt for Baker. Her fiancé. She adjusted her grip

ating glance at her wind-tangled hair. It was the kind

stare and walked straight past the front desk. She headed directl

st the cold plastic of the black keycard Baker had given he

minated in a stark red, indicating a direct, non-stop

aggressive speed. The loss of gravity made her stomach cramp. Acid rose in her

med. The metal d

fore her. The air up here smelled different.

ade no sound. She pulled out her phone, checking th

her down. In the dim, suffocating light of the hallway, she misread the brass numbers and stoo

s already c

narrow gap, the sharp scent of expensive cedarwood drifted

oftly. Her voice was a fragil

r open and stepped

caught the door. It swung shut with a s

wn tight, sealing off the glowing New York skyline. It was a se

nd sliding along the wall,

rtips brushed against something scorch

a massive hand shot out of the dark

A scream died agai

backward. Her spine hit the cold wall. T

thick carpet with a soft thud. Baker's expensiv

ghosted over the sensitive skin of her neck. The sheer, violent unfamiliarity of him hit her like a second imp

ed out, trying to knee him

s long, muscular legs to pin both of her knee

d like an animal pushed to the edge of madness. It was

swallowed by his hand. His movements were r

abric tearing echoed

y tracked down her cheeks, hot and de

hysical pain blurred into a

frame shuddered once before his weight shifted away from her. He collapsed heavily

he floor. She curled into a tight ball on t

n a blind panic. Her fingers brushed

en lit up, blinding her

her. They were from Mount Sinai Hospit

r paralyzing terror like a shard of ice to the hea

ody. She grabbed her torn coat from the floor and

oor. She didn't look back at the bed. She didn't w

e, pulled it down, and stu

hirt remained on the floor, half

ook the elevator down, and burst through

g down a yellow taxi. She prac

he gasped out, her lungs

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