Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire's Game

in the hallway, her heart pounding in her che

ghtclub, she announced to everyone th

a wealthy family who c

imself was un

door of the VIP area and disappear into the La

hand grabb

r as she was abruptly pulled aside and dragged

icked shut

ars, and his hand wrapped around her waist

Aleah's ear t

hat something unspoken was

t of a soft leather sofa. Panic gripped

had been harassing her with ill i

ness. The voice was deep, car

h clicked as it was opened and closed. The brief flash of t

pupils c

gazing at the reader from the cover of

lank. Every bit of good fortune she thought s

idating shadow that seemed to engulf the room. He walked

ice was a deep, pleasant baritone,

ver knew I had

ying it now would only make things

o say, forcing a weak

uld faintly smell the expensive tobacco and cologne emana

y eyes, peeling away her composure layer by layer, as if

ze, trying to project the playful annoyance of a caught-out, coquettish

ched out and gently tucked a stray st

ot of guts,"

her throat. She had no

ng against her earlobe. His war

ered, his voice like an allur

last shred of fragile composure. She wasn't just caught ly

came out. Her face drained of

zing her panicked expression with the sa

y the suppressed anger of the person she was lying

d. His eyes turned cold. He glance

waist, pulling her tightly against his strong body.

houghts a jumbled

side were a terrified club manager, Sean, and the s

night, the untouchable industry giant, was hold

ver the wealthy young man. He didn't

man in his arms. In front of everyon

, in

n the corridor, he uttered the

we sho