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Sold To My Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Sold To My Ex's Billionaire Uncle

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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1062    |    Released on: 30/06/2026

pale and small against the hospital pillow.

r ears. Six figures. It hit her like a punc

t her ribs so hard she t

unforgiving. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead and her vision swam, everyth

buzzed in

udith, her

s I say. Tristan is waiting for you at The

mach turn. Her fiancé. A man

burned into her br

dug into her palms, left little half-moon marks in her skin. For L

ck. Her thumb shoo

ole message thread. Gon

, voice steady even though her hands were shaking, made sure Leo would be looked after. She leaned over her sleeping son,

lled a

nd uncaring. Every light was someone else's life,

e was supposed to marry into but never belonged to. She tugged at t

. Voices low and smooth. Lilies and expensive perfume in th

that pressed against her ears. The hallway carpet was

numbers gleamed co

s. Point o

e key card Judith had sent her. It

roat. Had she come all

Just to try. Just o

en. Unlocke

ed in her head.

ace flashed in f

epped

tan skyline blazing through floor-to-ceiling w

sharp cologne. Power. Dominance. Not Tris

om screaming to full-blown

und, reached

e, where do you t

the sofa. Deep. Cold. It pinned her i

ice. She couldn't mo

by the city glow. A predator unfolding. A gia

scrambled backward, her heel caught on

r hit th

slammed into a wall of muscle, heat radiating off him like a furnace

and moonlight carved his features. His

was a claim. An inv

a's world went

a heavy arm draped across her stomac

d her hea

ide her was

a blade. Straight nose. Dark hair fell across his fo

throat. She clamped a hand over

as slow as she could. Grabbed her clothes off the floor

to get o

landed on a stack of magazi

ne featured the man sl

ood we

eigh Mckay IV: The Cold-Blo

Tris

ed about in terrified tones. The man violently averse to

ach drop

vil himself was on her heels. Fled the suite, the hotel, the life she t

cked shut, Burleigh M

sed him. It wasn't the woman's sce

nce of the familiar, ago

g. For the first time since childhood, a woman's touch h

hit him like a

hell w

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