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The Billionaire's Secret Blood Sacrifice Bride

The Billionaire's Secret Blood Sacrifice Bride

Author: Nero Daniels
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1125    |    Released on: 18/04/2026

vet mattress, but a violent wave of dizzin

r breath, the smart blackout curtains hummed to life, sliding open automatically. Hars

ly throwing her arm over h

ay. The moment his eyes landed on her pale face and furrowed brow, his ja

pressed firmly against her forehead. His dark eyes s

ice a low, demanding rumble. "How is

ng to sit up again. "I'm fine,

shoulders, pushing her back under the heavy du

ne leaving zero room for negotiation.

needle. The plastic wrapper crinkled loudly in the quiet room. He kept

lth monitor, sweethea

. A cold spike of fear hit her chest. She instinctiv

dead stare. But it only lasted a fraction of a second. He blinked, and the gentle, doting

p you safe, Cora.

wn hard on her lower lip. She watched the dark red blood f

cotton swab hard against the puncture wound, then carefully placed t

neon-green liquid. He held it to her lips. His

er his heavy gaze, she opened her mouth and swallowed the foul-tasting supplement. Her stomach

f green liquid from the corner of her mouth. He leaned down and k

buzzing. Cora's phone vibrated violently on the n

grabbing the phone first. Without a second of hesitation, he hit t

rising in her throat. "There might b

d it out of her reach. He grabbed her w

a dark warning. "I am not letting your toxic family

lashed back to the damp, pitch-black basement in Ohio where Blanch used to loc

s arms tightened around her l

t you," he murmured i

ice filtered through the wood. "Mr. Pope, the Wall

ing up and adjusting the cuffs of his tailored suit. In a bl

on the knob. He didn't look back at her. He

ay," Kendrick ordered, his voice echoing

clicked loudly. The sound echoed in the

loor-to-ceiling windows and looked down. A fleet of black SUVs surrounded Kendrick's car as it

again. It was a

ittle bastard. P

mmed the phone face-down on the glass table, her ha

ash her face. As she reached for the sink, her eyes

from the blood collection n

d ink, was a string of numbers and letters. It wasn't a standard lab code. It was a hig

asma extraction kit? The metallic taste of the green supplement rushed back up he

Cora gasped, her hands shaking violently as she shoved the plastic wrapper deep into

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