Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire's Game

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role she was dangerously unqualified to play. All she had to do was slip out the side entra

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al, but it was firm,

d washed over her as she was yanked sideways, pulled dire

hut behind her. Th

nic seized her. It had to be the man from the hallway, the one w

e shadows. It was low, laced

at up, a metal lighter clicking open and shut in his hand. The b

pupils c

stared out from the covers of business ma

t completely blank. Every ounce of luck she though

ng, intimidating shadow that swallowed the room. He moved toward h

ce was a low, pleasant baritone that

Denying it now would be worse. She

forcing a brittle sm

mell the faint, expensive scent of tobacco and cologne cl

ray eyes, stripping away her composure layer by layer,

rying to project the playful annoyance of a girlfriend caught in

out, his fingers gently tucking a loose

guts," he

her throat. She had no

inst the shell of her ear. His warm

pered, the sound a seductive

last of her fragile composure. She hadn't just been caught

out. The color drained from her f

in her panicked expression with the sat

the muffled, indignant voice of the man she had

d. His eyes went cold. He glance

waist, pulling her flush against his hard body.

er mind reelin

terrified club manager, Sean, and the persistent tru

: Kaden Knight, the untouchable titan of ind

d, cold and dismissive. He didn't s

In front of everyone, under the stunned silence of th

's time fo