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My Accidental Billionaire Husband (Katia and Julian) novel Chapter 274

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I heard the distingi, sickening fracture of two ribs breaking under my knuckles pute let out a strangled, agonizing gasp, his entire body convulsing against the zip ties as he tried to draw oxygen into his collapsed lungs. His face turned a dark, suffocating purple, tears of pure physical agony spilling over his swollen lashes

I didn’t stop

Thit him again, matching every single strike Katia had taken in het office that his mouth, spitting his lips og aust his wired teeth until the wire mesh groaned under the pressure thit his temple, shaking his bram miside tus skull mind his single good

eye went completely vacant and glazed I was savage. I was a monster executing an intruder who had dared to step onto my territory and put his heavy, abusive hands on what belonged to me.

When his chest was nothing but a ragged, whistling gasp of pure agony. I released his throat. His head fell forward, blood dripping steadily from his mouth onto his lap, his body trembling violently in the cold air.

I walked to the metal workbench in the shadows picked up a single sheet of paper, and walked back.

I slid the document onto the small wooden board I had positioned over his lap. Beside it, I dropped a heavy black titanium p

Jude’s chest was heaving, his breath coming in short, wet coughs. He slowly raised his head, looking down at the white pap through his swelling eyelids.

“What… what is this?” he whistled, his voice barely a rattle.

“You’re going to sign it,” I said, my voice dropping to a low, quiet register that carried a freezing, absolute finality. “It is an ironclad, legally binding document relinquishing any and all parental, custody, for visitation rights to Aiden Kensington. It a includes a full, notarized confession of your corporate fraud regarding Halo Systems’ server logs.”

Jude let out a wet, painful laugh that made him wince, his hand trying to twitch against the zip-ties. “A custody… relinquishment? You think… you think a piece of paper signed in a dark warehouse… is legally binding, Julian? My lawyers… lawyers will have this thrown out of court in five minutes.”

“They won’t,” I said.

I leaned in, my face inches from his broken nose, my shadow completely swallowing his chair. I didn’t let the mask slip. I kep my face a flawless, unreadable wall of ice, playing along with his lie with absolute, cold-blooded precision.

“You want to play the doting father?” I rasped, my voice tasting of pure iron. “You want to tell the global press that Aiden is y son? Then sign the paper. Because if you try to challenge this document in a New York court-if your high-priced attorneys t to declare it invalid-you will have to file for a formal custody verification. You will have to submit to a court-ordered DNA tes to prove your parental standing.”

Jude froze.

The wet, rattling whistle in his throat stopped instantly. His good eye widened, the realization of the trap hitting him like a physical blow.

He was a fraud. He had never touched her. He had never seen her naked, he was not married to her, and he certainly was bot the father of the boy sleeping upstate. He had fabricated the entire husband parative from London to secure 1• Technologies’ telemetry assets. If he tried to challenge this fake document, the court would demand a DNA test-and the second his DNA taile to match Aiden’s, his entire global lie would be completely incinerated. He would be exposed as a public fund, his racing division would be ruined, and he would face immediate prosecution for corporate extortion.

He didn’t dare verify the document. He couldn’t

I knew that Aiden carried my jaw, my hands, and my blood. The boy was mine, legally and biologically, and hude was nothing but a cheap, desperate actor who had stepped into a war he wasn’t prepared for

“You’re very clever, Julian,” Jade whispered, his voice shaking with a studden, deep seated terror “You you actually think she belongs to you. You’re completely mad”

“I don’t think,” ! missed, my hand reaching down to grab his right west the hand he had raised to strike my wife across the face. “I know.”

I gapped his right index finger I didn’t squeeze slowly twisted it

Snap.

Jude let out a high pitched, screeching scream of pure, agonizing torment that bounced off the high steel ceilings of the

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warehouse. His body arched violently off the chair, his veins bulging against his neck, his face turning a ghastly shade of grey as the bone in his finger fractured completely

“You used this hand to apher,” I growled, my voice dropping to a low, whispering register that was entirely empty of warmth. “You used this hand to write your name on what is not yours. You will never use it again.”

I grabbed the heavy black titanium pen and forced it into his left hand, slapping it against the paper.

“You have five seconds to sign with your left hand,” I commanded, my taped fingers wrapping around his broken right hand, ready to take the next finger off. “Or I will start stripping your hand down to the bone.”

“I’ll sign! I’ll sign!” Jude choked out, his chest heaving in wild, hysterical gasps.

His left hand was trembling violently, his fingers barely able to grip the heavy metal pen. But the sheer terror of my grip on his broken hand was enough to force his compliance. Using his left hand, his face slick with sweat and blood, he scribbled his signature across the bottom of the document, the ink scratching messily against the white paper.

The second his pen left the paper, I snatched the document away. I folded it carefully, sliding it deep inside the pocket of my overcoat.

I looked down at him. He was broken, trembling, and utterly dismantled, his head resting against his chest as he wept silent, agonizing tears of pain and defeat.

I had the signature. I had the confession. But as I looked at his ruined face, the calculating side of my brain was still tracking the missing puzzle piece. He was a billionaire. He ran a massive global motorsport division. He had risked his entire career, his reputation, and his physical health to fly across the Atlantic and play husband to a woman he had never seen before.

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