Reborn Heiress: Escaping My Contract Marriage with the Cold CEO

LEONARDO ANNISON

Oliver’s fingers dug into my wrist. "There’s another way out."

Of course there was.

I didn’t ask how he knew. Just followed as he crawled toward a side drain, the icy water soaking through my clothes. The passage narrowed until we were forced to move single file, the darkness pressing in like a physical weight.

Behind us, the shouts grew louder. Closer.

Then—

Light.

The drain spilled out into a riverbank, the cold air biting at my exposed skin. The extraction point was half a mile downstream. If we could make it—

Oliver gasped.

I turned just in time to see him crumple, his knees giving out. Blood soaked through his bandages, the dark stain spreading too fast.

"Oliver!"