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

sound of scuffling boots on the wood floor.

Before I could even call out Christopher’s name, a pair of rough hands grabbed me from behind, pinning my arms to my sides.

I fought back with everything I had, kicking and biting wildly in the dark, but a thick cloth was forcefully pressed over my mouth.

The distinct, chemical-sweet scent of chloroform flooded continue reading …