Trapped with a Ruthless Billionaire
Synopsis: Trapped with a Ruthless Billionaire
Leila Carter never expected to find herself trapped in a fake engagement with the most ruthless man she’s ever met—Adrian Blackwell, a billionaire known for his cold efficiency and ruthless control over everything in his life. But when a shared enemy threatens both of them, Adrian offers her an irresistible deal: pretend to be his fiancée and in return, he’ll ensure her safety.
Adrian has built an empire by playing the long game, and this arrangement is just another calculated move. Leila is a means to an end, a pawn in a game of power and deception. Or at least, that’s what he tells himself. But the more time they spend together, the more she pushes back, challenges him, tempts him in ways he never saw coming.
As their dangerous charade drags them deeper into a web of lies, betrayal, and simmering tension, their biggest threat isn’t just their enemies—it’s the undeniable pull between them. Because pretending to love someone is easy.
Not falling for them? That’s the real challenge.
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-six: Striking First Adrian focused on a large map spread across his desk, revealing the city laid out in a precise grid. Red annotations marked Dante's operations, safe houses, and busy areas. He studied it in silence, his mind working through every possible scenario.Leila leaned against the desk with her arms crossed. “So, what’s the move?”Connor, lounging on the couch with a drink, grinned. “Yeah, you said we were done playing defense. It’s time to counterattack.”Adrian’s eyes remained locked on the map. “We need to hit him hard and fast.”Leila frowned. “How do we do that?”Adrian pointed to an area near the docks. “Dante’s primary shipment hub is here. If we cut him off, we disrupt his supply chain. No supplies mean no revenue and, ultimately, no power.”Connor whistled. “That’s bold. Are you just going to stroll in there and burn it to the ground?”Adrian smirked. “Something like that.”Leila looked wary. “Dante can’t be underestimated. That location is probably well-secured.”Adrian agreed. “Tha
Last Updated: 2025-03-12
Chapter: Chapter Twenty-five: The Art of WarAdrian sat in his dimly lit penthouse office, fingers interlaced as he gazed at the city skyline. The incident at the warehouse had changed everything. Malcolm had deceived him. Dante had been on standby. And his father? Still out of reach.From the beginning, it had been a trap.A silent war had begun, and Adrian understood one critical fact—he couldn’t afford to be reckless.Leila faced him, her expression a blend of frustration and worry. “You’re awfully quiet,” she finally remarked.Adrian took his time to respond, absorbed in thought and strategizing. Each decision now carried significant weight.Connor leaned against the bar, sipping from a tumbler of whiskey. “I recognize that look,” he said. “That’s your ‘I’m-about-to-wreak-havoc’ look.”Leila’s lips thinned. “Is that a bad thing?”Connor laughed lightly. “Depends. Do you prefer fireworks or a slow, controlled explosion?”Adrian exhaled as he rose and approached the window, his reflection faint in the glass. “Dante expected me
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-four: No Turning BackAs Adrian and Leila exited the club and stepped into the night, he clutched the folded paper tightly. The city buzzed around them, but an uneasy stillness hung in the air as if the universe sensed they were on the brink of something dangerous.Connor leaned against the sleek black car, arms crossed, eyeing them with a keen interest as his gaze lingered on Adrian's tense fists. “I take it the meeting went well?” he drawled.Leila gave a sharp exhale. “What do you mean by ‘well’?”Connor smirked. “You’re both alive, so I’d say that’s a win.”Ignoring him, Adrian unfolded the paper, his eyes tracing the address written in Malcolm’s precise handwriting.A warehouse. South of the city.Leila moved closer to glance at the address. “Are we heading there now?”Adrian hesitated. He wanted to go—every instinct screamed at him to move before Dante caught wind of their information.But Malcolm’s warning echoed in his mind.“You won’t just be at war with Dante Russo. You’ll be against those who c
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-three: Deals with Devils The meeting was scheduled for midnight at one of Malcolm Gray’s private clubs downtown.Adrian had his reservations about Malcolm, but trust wasn’t what mattered.Leverage was.And right now, Malcolm held the upper hand.Leila perched on the edge of the couch in Adrian’s penthouse, observing him as he adjusted his suit jacket cuffs. His movements were controlled, precise, and careful, yet she could notice the tension in his jaw and how his fingers instinctively curled when he thought no one was watching.He was walking into this meeting fully aware that Malcolm would attempt to manipulate him in this meeting.Still, he was going.Because there was no other option.“You should stay here,” Adrian said without glancing at her.Leila rolled her eyes. “Not a chance.”He finally met her gaze. “Leila—”She crossed her arms defiantly. “I’m not going to just sit here waiting for your return. You can’t shut me out of this.”Adrian exhaled slowly.Connor, lounging against the wall, smirked. “She
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-two: Unfinished Business The heaviness of Adrian's words hung between them, like a silent oath.I will end this.Leila was not oblivious; she understood what that meant.But the harshness in his voice was more than a threat of violence; it served as a caution.This wasn't a matter of justice.It was a fight for survival.Still, as Adrian gazed at his father's photograph, there was something more beneath his cold calculation. Something deeper.Something he wasn't saying.Leila's fingers curled into fists.Dante wasn’t merely making a move—he was dragging Adrian’s past into the present, and that changed everything.She took a slow breath. “What’s the plan?”Adrian’s jaw set. “You don’t need to worry about that.”She scoffed. “I think we’re past the point where you get to decide what I need to worry about.”Adrian’s eyes flickered to hers, sharp as a blade.For a moment, neither of them spoke.Then—A knock at the office door.Adrian let out a breath, his expression toughening again. “Come in.”The door opened,
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-one:A Game of PowerAs soon as Leila pulled away from Adrian, the atmosphere between them thickened. She still felt the lingering impression of his touch and the weight of his unsaid thoughts against her skin, but she forced herself to move away. Adrian had once again shut her out. Perhaps she should have expected it. But it didn't stop the frustration from burning inside her.She entered her room and closed the door, though sleep eluded her. Lying in bed, she stared at the ceiling, her mind racing with everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours.Dante Russo. Adrian’s father. Malcolm Gray.Fragments of a larger puzzle she struggled to piece together. What was evident was that Adrian was at its core—and now she was entangled, too. She let out a sharp breath and turned onto her side, trying to calm her thoughts.Morning would bring answers.At least, she hoped it would.The Next MorningLeila awoke to the persistent buzzing of her phone on the nightstand. With a groan, she rubbed her
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