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

smile sharpened into something deeply predatory, and he took a step closer to my side of the bed.

“No,” he whispered, his eyes narrowing to small slits. “Not entirely dead just yet, I suppose.”

The unspoken threat hung heavily in the air between us, suffocating the remaining warmth in the room.

I straightened my posture, doing everything in my power to continue reading …