When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 47 Human Hell

When Sharon saw Baron step up to her, syringe in hand, really about to inject her, she exploded.

“I’ll have you know I’m Jensen’s wife, the president of Luke Corp. If you dare cross me, I’ll make sure you can’t survive in Ocean City!”

She threw out her title, convinced it would make him back off.

But Baron acted as if he hadn’t heard a word. He drove the needle straight into her arm.

“You-”

Sharon tried to swing at him, but Baron was too fast. Just as she lifted her arm, he had already pressed the plunger down. Then t palm cracked across her face.

The sharp slap echoed in the room. Sharon was knocked flat onto the bed.

Her cheek burned, the sting telling her this was no nightmare.

She had actually been struck.

Wide-eyed, she stared at him in disbelief.

“You hit me? You-some lowly doctor-dared to hit me?”

Ever since she’d returned to the Summers family at eighteen, her parents had bent over backward to make up for those missir years. She’d been spoiled, coddled, given everything she asked for.

wife, Ocean City’s queen. How could

she leapt up and

kick, his long

smacking against the wall before crashing to the floor. She

foot firmly on her chest. Murder radiated

a gift. Now… welcome to

face, his striking eyes and the mole at the corner

who helped that bitch Natalie at the press

seared her gut, but

all dead out

rose in

faintly. A prick at her neck, and darkness swallowed

was

wrists and ankles

Let me go! I’m Jensen’s wife! If you dare harm me, he’ll

Fear crept in.

family and Jensen’s favor. Now, stripped

with a cracked ceiling above, memories clawed

her by mistake-had been poor, brutal, and favored sons over daughters. Beatings had

she learned she was the Summers family’s true daughter, her mind

spoon, lived like that? Why had Natalie, that slut, enjoyed

those memories. But now, bound and trembling, she felt like that beaten little girl

Her body shook.