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His Runaway Bride’s Revenge Chapter 121
A Battle for FreedomClaire sat on the edge of the stiff infirmary cot, pressing a rag against her wounded side. The fabric was already damp with blood, the dull sting a reminder of just how close Evelyn Shaw’s blade had come.The cut wasn’t deep.But it was enough to remind her—She was running out of time.Evelyn had delivered her first warning.Next time, Claire wouldn’t be lucky.She gritted her teeth as the prison nurse—a middle-aged woman with tired eyes and a guarded expression—wrapped a bandage around her side. The woman’s hands were steady, but the way her gaze flicked around the room made it clear: She knew something Claire didn’t."This is just the start, you know," the nurse muttered under her breath.Claire’s sharp eyes snapped to hers."What do you mean?" she asked, voice low.The nurse hesitated, glancing at the open doorway before leaning in slightly."They’re testing you," she whispered. "Seeing how much fight you have before they finish the job."A cold chill ran dow
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The Devil’s PriceThe night air was thick, suffocating, even in its cool embrace.After months of prison walls—gray, suffocating, endless—freedom should have felt like a breath of fresh air.It didn’t.Instead, it felt dangerous.Like a battlefield waiting for its first casualty.And standing at the edge of that battlefield, watching her like a shadow, was Adrian Blackwood.His imposing frame was stiff with restraint, his sharp suit unwrinkled despite the chaos he had caused to get her here. His expression was unreadable as he reached for the car door, swinging it open with a quiet finality."Get in," he ordered.Claire hesitated.Not because she feared him—she never had.But because she knew a truth that most people learned too late:Adrian Blackwood never did anything for free.If he had ripped her from that prison cell?It was because he wanted something in return.She lifted her chin, locking eyes with him for just a second longer than was wise. Then, without a word, she slid into
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The Night She Lost EverythingThe wedding gown felt heavier with each step Claire Donovan took. Layers of delicate tulle and intricate lace, once a symbol of purity and love, now clung to her like shackles. Every pearl and embroidery thread seemed to weave a cage around her, tightening with each breath. The grand ballroom of the Donovan estate gleamed in opulence—golden chandeliers dripped with crystals, their warm glow casting an ethereal light over the gathered elite. Everything about the night was perfect. Too perfect.Yet, beneath the facade of laughter and raised champagne flutes, Claire felt the first prickle of unease. It slithered along her spine, an unnamed dread curling in the pit of her stomach.Something was wrong.Her fingers trembled slightly around the bouquet of white roses as she stood poised at the centre of attention. Her father, Richard Donovan, a man known for his iron-clad control and ruthless business acumen, lifted his crystal glass. The room fell into a revere
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Bound by RevengeThe crisp, white pages of the marriage contract stared back at Claire Donovan, taunting her with the weight of the decision she was about to make. Each carefully typed word, each legal clause, felt like another nail in the coffin of her past life. This wasn’t just a contract—it was a gamble, a risk that could either grant her justice or destroy her completely.Across from her, Adrian Blackwood sat in his imposing leather chair, the picture of effortless power. The dim glow from the office’s pendant lights cast sharp angles across his face, accentuating the quiet menace in his gaze. His elbows rested on the mahogany desk, fingers steepled together as he studied her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.This wasn’t a man who made requests. He demanded.And she was about to sign herself over to him.Claire tapped the pen against the table, her lips pressing into a thin line. “So, let me get this straight—you want me to be your wife, in name only, and in re
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A Dangerous GameClaire had spent years dreaming of this moment—watching Liam and Ava’s carefully curated world crumble, seeing the shock on their faces, the betrayal in Liam’s eyes, the cracks forming in Ava’s perfectly constructed facade. But even in her wildest fantasies, nothing could have prepared her for the sheer satisfaction coursing through her veins at this very moment.Her engagement to Adrian Blackwood.The man Liam could never compete with.The press erupted like a swarm of hungry vultures.“Miss Donovan, how long have you and Mr. Blackwood been together?”“Liam, what do you think about your ex-fiancée moving on with your biggest business rival?”“Ava, any comments?”Flashes of cameras illuminated the tension in the air, highlighting the tight set of Liam’s jaw, the way his fingers twitched slightly at his sides. Claire had learned how to read him in the years they were together, and right now? He was barely holding it together.But it was Ava’s reaction that truly fed Cl
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The First TestMorning light filtered through the expansive windows of Blackwood Tower, casting golden hues over the penthouse. Claire stretched, momentarily forgetting where she was—until the smooth silk sheets beneath her reminded her of the contract she had signed just the night before.She turned her head and exhaled. One year. That was how long she would have to play the devoted fiancée of Adrian Blackwood.And today was their first public outing as an engaged couple.A knock at the door startled her.“Time to get up, Claire.”Adrian’s voice. Cool. Unbothered. Commanding.Claire groaned, running a hand through her tangled hair. She threw off the covers and swung the door open without thinking. “Ever heard of privacy?”Adrian leaned against the doorframe, already dressed in a tailored black suit that looked like it had been designed specifically to make women lose their train of thought.Unfortunately, it was working.His gaze flickered over her, pausing briefly on the silk nightg
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A Dangerous AttractionThe moment Adrian and Claire stepped back into Blackwood Tower, the facade of the perfect, lovestruck couple crumbled.Claire yanked her hand from Adrian’s grasp, kicking off her heels as the penthouse door clicked shut behind them. The moment her bare feet met the cool marble, she let out an irritated sigh.“You could have warned me that Liam and Ava would be at that restaurant.”Adrian, unbothered, shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it lazily onto the sleek leather couch. He moved with deliberate ease, like nothing in the world could ever truly touch him.“And ruin the surprise?” His voice held a thread of amusement.Claire turned to glare at him. “That wasn’t a surprise.” She folded her arms. “That was war.”Adrian’s smirk deepened as he poured himself a glass of whiskey from the bar. “Exactly.”Claire exhaled sharply, pacing across the room. The city lights cast fragmented reflections on the polished floor, but she barely noticed.“Liam looked ready to ki
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Liam’s CounterattackClaire stood frozen, her fingers tightening around the coffee mug in her hands.“Liam made a move?” she repeated, her voice carefully neutral, though a storm brewed inside her.Adrian, leaning casually against the kitchen counter, tapped his tablet once before turning it toward her. His sharp gaze never left her, assessing her reaction like a predator studying prey.“Yes. And he’s coming after you first.”She scoffed, setting the mug down with a quiet clink. “He already ruined my life. What else could he possibly take?”Adrian’s expression darkened, his usual smirk nowhere to be seen. “Your credibility.”With a flick of his wrist, he handed her the tablet.A headline from the city’s largest media outlet stared back at her:Claire Donovan: From Convicted Thief to Gold-Digging Fiancée?Her heart stopped.Her fingers clenched around the tablet as she scrolled through the article. It was brutal—a complete character assassination.Anonymous sources claimed she had “sed
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The Devil’s PriceThe night air was thick, suffocating, even in its cool embrace.After months of prison walls—gray, suffocating, endless—freedom should have felt like a breath of fresh air.It didn’t.Instead, it felt dangerous.Like a battlefield waiting for its first casualty.And standing at the edge of that battlefield, watching her like a shadow, was Adrian Blackwood.His imposing frame was stiff with restraint, his sharp suit unwrinkled despite the chaos he had caused to get her here. His expression was unreadable as he reached for the car door, swinging it open with a quiet finality."Get in," he ordered.Claire hesitated.Not because she feared him—she never had.But because she knew a truth that most people learned too late:Adrian Blackwood never did anything for free.If he had ripped her from that prison cell?It was because he wanted something in return.She lifted her chin, locking eyes with him for just a second longer than was wise. Then, without a word, she slid into
His Runaway Bride’s Revenge Chapter 121
A Battle for FreedomClaire sat on the edge of the stiff infirmary cot, pressing a rag against her wounded side. The fabric was already damp with blood, the dull sting a reminder of just how close Evelyn Shaw’s blade had come.The cut wasn’t deep.But it was enough to remind her—She was running out of time.Evelyn had delivered her first warning.Next time, Claire wouldn’t be lucky.She gritted her teeth as the prison nurse—a middle-aged woman with tired eyes and a guarded expression—wrapped a bandage around her side. The woman’s hands were steady, but the way her gaze flicked around the room made it clear: She knew something Claire didn’t."This is just the start, you know," the nurse muttered under her breath.Claire’s sharp eyes snapped to hers."What do you mean?" she asked, voice low.The nurse hesitated, glancing at the open doorway before leaning in slightly."They’re testing you," she whispered. "Seeing how much fight you have before they finish the job."A cold chill ran dow
His Runaway Bride’s Revenge Chapter 120
A Reckoning BeginsClaire wasn’t naïve.She knew that prison didn’t just break people—it swallowed them whole.She had seen it in the hollowed-out faces of inmates who had lost the will to fight. In the whispered threats that carried through the dimly lit corridors. In the way power was not granted but seized.And she refused to be swallowed.For days now, Evelyn Shaw had been watching her.Studying her.Like a predator tracking its prey, waiting for the right moment to strike.But Claire wasn’t going to wait.She was going to act first.Because if there was one thing she had learned from Adrian Blackwood, it was this—Power wasn’t given. It was taken.And in this hellhole?Survival meant being the one to strike first.Adrian’s Ruthless CounterattackAdrian Blackwood stood in his office, his gaze locked on the sprawling cityscape before him.The skyline glittered beneath the night sky, a kingdom of glass and steel—his kingdom.But his mind wasn’t on the view.It was on war.Ava. David
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The First StrikeThe storm was coming.Claire could feel it in her bones.Prison was already a battlefield—each interaction a game of power, every glance a silent challenge. But the moment Evelyn Shaw stepped into their shared cell, Claire knew the war had just reached a whole new level.Because Evelyn wasn’t just any inmate.She was a hired weapon.A mercenary wrapped in the disguise of a convicted criminal. And Claire had no doubt that someone—whether it was Ava, Liam, or David Carter—had sent her.Evelyn smirked as she tossed her thin mattress onto the cot across from Claire’s.The air between them grew charged, heavy with unspoken threats."Don’t look so nervous, sweetheart," Evelyn murmured, amusement lacing her voice. "I don’t bite… unless I have to."Claire didn’t react.She wouldn’t give this woman the satisfaction.She had learned long ago that fear was a weapon—and she refused to hand Evelyn a blade.Instead, she lifted her chin slightly, keeping her expression impassive, co
His Runaway Bride’s Revenge Chapter 118
A Storm UnleashedClaire sat frozen, her heartbeat thundering in her ears.David Carter’s gaze didn’t waver, his message clear.She had stolen something from their family.And now, they were coming for her.For Adrian.For everything.Detective Hale leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, watching her reaction like a hunter observing its prey."You see, Claire," he said smoothly, his voice a measured blend of amusement and menace, "this isn’t just about the past anymore. You’re caught in the middle of something far bigger than you realize."Claire forced herself to breathe, to remain calm.She couldn’t let them see her fear.Because in a war like this?Fear was weakness.And weakness got you killed.She shifted her gaze toward the one-way mirror, knowing there were more eyes watching her. How deep did this conspiracy go? Who else had Ava and David Carter roped into their vendetta?The door to the interrogation room creaked open, and another officer stepped inside. He whispered someth
His Runaway Bride’s Revenge Chapter 117
Shadows of the PastSecrets Never Stay BuriedClaire’s heart stopped.The interrogation room was cold, sterile—designed to make people crack.Detective Marshall Hale leaned forward, his sharp gaze cutting through her like a blade."What do you know about my father’s disappearance?"Claire forced herself to breathe, to push down the rising panic.Her fingers curled into fists beneath the steel table.Richard Hale.She knew that name.Everyone did.A powerful businessman. Ruthless. Corrupt.And—gone.Vanished without a trace years ago, leaving behind whispers of foul play but no proof.And now his son sat across from her, looking at her like she held all the answers.But she didn’t.She barely knew anything about Adrian’s past—at least, not the parts he didn’t want her to know.Her voice came out steady. Calm. Controlled."Why are you asking me this?"Hale’s jaw ticked."You’re Adrian Blackwood’s wife. His closest ally. The person he trusts most."She almost laughed.Trust?Adrian Black
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A Queen in ChainsThe cold of the prison seeped into Claire’s bones.She sat on the stiff metal bench, staring at the gray walls, her wrists still sore from the cuffs. She had promised herself she’d never be here again.Yet here she was.Accused of fraud. Embezzlement. Corporate espionage.Crimes she did not commit.But none of that mattered. The world believed what it wanted to believe.And Ava had made sure to paint Claire as the perfect villain.The guard’s footsteps echoed down the hall, stopping in front of her cell."You have a visitor," the officer said gruffly.Claire lifted her head, heart racing.For a brief, desperate second, she thought it was Adrian.But when the door opened, and Ava Donovan stepped in, Claire’s stomach turned to steel.The Poisoned SmileAva was dressed to kill.In a sleek designer dress, not a hair out of place, she looked like a woman at the peak of her victory.And she was smirking."Well, well," she purred, stepping closer. "Look where we are."Clair
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The ArrestThe pounding on the penthouse door shattered the silence.Claire sat up in bed, her breath coming fast. For a split second, she thought she was dreaming.Then she heard it—loud, forceful, undeniable."Open up! This is the police!"Her blood turned to ice.Adrian was already up, throwing on a shirt, his movements sharp, controlled—but Claire could see the flicker of something lethal in his eyes.The pounding grew louder."Adrian," she whispered, her pulse hammering. "What’s happening?"But deep down, she already knew.Ava had made her next move.And this time, she was coming for Claire.Dragged into the FireThe front door burst open.A wave of officers flooded into the penthouse, weapons drawn, their presence suffocating.Claire’s breath caught in her throat.Adrian didn’t flinch. He stood like a king in his castle—untouched, unshaken—but his eyes burned with quiet fury.The lead officer stepped forward. "Adrian Blackwood?" he asked, voice clipped.Adrian’s lips curled in a
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The Fall of a KingFor the first time in his life, Adrian Blackwood was powerless.He stood in his office, staring at the stock market graphs that painted a picture of destruction. Red lines, plummeting numbers, flashing warnings—signs of a kingdom crumbling beneath his feet.His empire was collapsing.And outside, the world watched, hungry for his downfall.The headlines were relentless:BLACKWOOD EMPIRE UNDER GOVERNMENT INVESTIGATIONRICHARD HALE’S DISAPPEARANCE—NEW EVIDENCE POINTS TO ADRIAN BLACKWOODIS THIS THE END FOR THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE?Adrian had fought against powerful men before. He had crushed rivals, outmaneuvered politicians, and turned enemies into ghosts.But this wasn’t a corporate takeover.This wasn’t about business.This was a death sentence.And Ava Donovan had been the one to deliver it.He had underestimated her. He had believed she would break, that she would fold under the weight of his retaliation.Instead, she had burned his empire to the ground.Adrian’
