My Father Married Me to a Billionaire in a Coma—Then He Opened His Eyes When He Heard My Voice

with pure adrenaline as she pulled her hand out of her pocket.

She was holding a sleek silver syringe filled with a clear, unknown liquid.

For one frozen, terrifying second, neither of us moved a single muscle in the quiet room.

Then, I turned and ran for my life.

Cynthia lunged forward with surprising speed, her fingers clawing at the fabric of my sweater.continue reading …