THE BILLIONAIRE'S VENGEFUL WIFE RETURNS-Chapter 306: KARMA

This Chapter is dedicated to DiamondFarmer and MikeAndVada_Clark. Thanks for the golden ticket.

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The sharp, rhythmic beeping of machines echoed around the dim hospital room. Claudia stirred, a low groan escaping her lips as she tried to sit up. Pain exploded in every corner of her body, her ribs ached, her head throbbed, and her stomach felt hollow, like something vital had been ripped from her.

Her last memory was sitting in the car, flanked by two large men. She had been trying to negotiate, offering promises she knew she couldn’t keep. Then came the thick scarf thrown over her eyes, the cloth stuffed in her mouth, and finally, the sharp sting in her neck.

"No," she whimpered, her trembling hands flying to her stomach. She pressed down and felt how flat and soft it had become. Her breath caught.

"No, no, no, my child..." she cried out, the sobs shaking her frail body. Her nails dug into her skin as tears streamed down her cheeks. "You bastards... you killed my baby."

The door creaked open.

Footsteps, slow and purposeful, moved toward her. A man stepped into the dim light, escorted by two more men in suits and several nurses in pale blue scrubs.

Ron had a smile on his lips, showing off his golden teeth.

It was the same man from that station that day. The one that had almost killed her child. Last time had been a threat, but this time he had really done it. He had killed her child.

Claudia tried to get out of bed, she wanted to hit him. She wanted to kill him for hurting her child. Her child is innocent no matter what. They have no right to harm her child because of her.

But before she could, the nurses around held her down.

"So fierce, I want to pee in my pants," Ron said, eyes as predatory as the devil’s.

"Hey, beautiful, how are you doing?" he drawled taking a step closer.

Claudia’s eyes flared with hate. She wanted to leap at him, to tear at his face with her bare hands, to scream until her voice broke. But her body refused to move. More than four nurses held her down, and all she could do was cry.

In less than five hours, her life had been stolen from her. Her child...

The man stepped closer and crouched beside her bed. "Don’t look at me like that. I gave you a choice. You just didn’t take it."

"I gave you time as a good customer, but you took it for granted." He added.

"You’re an ex-Blackwood Claudia dear. You have wealthy friends. You’re married to George Hamilton, one of the biggest and most prestigious families in the globe and yet you refuse to pay." He said.

"You... You... killed my child," she spat out between tears. Green eyes glared at the man before her.

He sighed, almost disappointed. "Claudia, Claudia... this was the only way you’d pay me back. There’s no way my clients would want to fuck a pregnant woman. That’s just bad business."

She flinched at his words, her arms forcing to break free from the women that held her still.

No!

This bastard was not planning to do what she was thinking.

"What do you want from me?" she whispered, her voice cracking.

He chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from her face like a lover would. "What else, baby?"

He leaned closer, his breath hot against her skin. "Since you can’t pay back what you owe... it’s best you work for me."

Her eyes widened, and his next words came like a slap across the face.

"You’ll be my little whore, baby. Daddy’s pretty little toy. Making me all the money you owe with that spoiled body of yours." He grinned.

"The former heiress of the richest man in the world, Frank Blackwood... open for any and every man to fuck. You’d make me millions, honey."

He grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to meet his eyes. Then he kissed her, slow and mocking, full of cruel power. Claudia jerked her head away, as she spat disgusted by him.

"I’m not doing that," she hissed, eyes blazing with what little fire she had left. She would never be a whore for anyone. She is Claudia Blackwood, all she needed to do now was come clean before everyone, she was so sure this time they would help her once they learn about everything.

"Go find someone else. I need an extra week to pay off everything I owe. I promise this time..."

Her cheeks stung at the impact of the punch rendered on her face. She spat blood immediately.

"Let her go." His cold voice sounded and the nurses did as asked. Ron grabbed her by the throat, his smile turned cold. From his coat, he pulled a slim blade and pressed the tip to her neck, just next to her jaw.

"Oh, baby," he said softly. "Then I wouldn’t hesitate to kill you. And your dear mother, rotting in that prison cell? I’ll make sure she doesn’t die quickly."

Claudia’s breath hitched. Her body trembled beneath the sheets. The man leaned in, voice low and intimate.

"I’ll rip her apart gradually, and send her body parts to you every day while you’re tied in here. After that, I’ll give you to my men to fuck you to death." She turned ghastly pale at his words.

Her mother had no part in this, why would she pay for whatever sin she had not committed?

"Be a good girl, Claudia. You’re mine now. And the sooner you accept that the less painful this will be."

"Mojo, bring in the contract." He commanded one of the men standing there and in no time, the man arrived with a white paper and pen.

Claudia stared at it, more tears rolling down her cheeks. His did things get to this?

When did she slip up?

She had reborn thinking she was back to a new life, and rather than being good, she had tried to hurt Harlow again.

Is this her karma for everything she’s done to Harlow?

If this is, it’s too much on her.

"Sign it," Ron commanded and Claudia picked up the pen immediately. She wrote her name boldly on the paper.