All Chapters of The billionaire they buried : Chapter 1
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Chapter 1: The forgotten Anniversary
The candles had burned down to nothing.Ethan Blackwood sat alone at the small dining table in their cramped apartment, staring at the cold plates of food he had spent four hours preparing. The roasted chicken had long since lost its warmth. The vegetables were wilted. The expensive wine he'd saved for months to afford sat untouched in its bottle.Five years of marriage, and this was the fifth anniversary he had tried to salvage.He checked his phone for the hundredth time. 11:47 PM. No texts. No calls. Just the cold silence of an apartment that had once felt like a home.The door remained closed.Ethan ran a hand through his dark hair, his jaw tightening. He had done everything right tonight. He'd cleaned the apartment from top to bottom, scrubbing every surface until it gleamed. He'd bought flowers with the little money he'd managed to save from his part-time job white roses, her favorite. He'd cooked her mother's recipe for roasted chicken with herbs, the dish she always craved whe
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Chapter 2: The Worthless Son-in-Law
Two weeks before the anniversary.The Morgan family mansion loomed before Ethan like a monument to everything he would never be. Its marble columns, sprawling gardens, and towering windows spoke of wealth so vast that the family who owned it had forgotten what it felt like to struggle for anything.Ethan had never belonged here.He walked through the grand entrance, past servants who barely acknowledged him, into the dining room where the family was already seated. Of course they were. They never waited for him."Finally," Daniel Morgan said without looking up from his phone. "We were starting to think you'd gotten lost. Again."Ethan forced a smile. "Traffic.""Traffic." Daniel snorted. "In a car that probably breaks down every five miles. You should really consider public transportation, Ethan. It might be more your speed."The table chuckled—Richard Morgan behind his newspaper, Eleanor with her practiced social smile, and the various extended family members who had gathered for Sun
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Chapter 3: The Lost Blackwood Heir
Three days after the warehouse.Ethan Blackwood woke to darkness and chains.His head throbbed with a dull, persistent ache. His wrists were raw from the metal cuffs that bound him to the chair. His body screamed with every breath, a symphony of pain from the beating he'd received at the warehouse.But he was alive.Somehow, impossibly, he was alive.He blinked against the darkness, trying to make sense of his surroundings. The room was small perhaps ten feet by ten feet with concrete walls and a concrete floor. A single bare bulb hung from the ceiling, casting harsh shadows across the space. There were no windows. No furniture except for the chair he was chained to and a metal table in the corner.He had no idea how long he'd been unconscious. Hours? Days? The last thing he remembered was the warehouse, the man in the black suit, the armed men descending on him. The blow to his head. The darkness.And Sophia.His heart clenched at the thought of her. Where was she? Did she know he'd
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Chapter 4: The Night of Betrayal
Sophia Morgan stood at the window of her bedroom, staring out at the city lights of Westbridge. Her phone was clutched in her hand, her knuckles white from the pressure she had been applying to it for the past three hours, as though squeezing it hard enough might somehow change the messages she had received, the instructions she had been given, the impossible position she had been placed in.The city glittered below. A million lights. A million lives. People going home to families who loved them, sitting down to dinners that were still warm, sleeping soundly in beds where nothing terrible had ever happened.Somewhere out there, Ethan was waiting for her.She knew because she had checked. She had driven to the end of their street at nine in the evening, killed the engine, and sat in the dark watching the light in their apartment window from two blocks away. She could see it clearly from there — the warm glow of candles through the glass. He had lit candles. He had cleaned the apartment
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Chapter 5: A Wife's Betrayal
The underground facility was cold, damp, and silent in the way that only places built to contain suffering ever truly are — a silence that was not the absence of sound but the presence of something heavier. Something that pressed against the eardrums and the chest simultaneously, as though the air itself had learned to withhold comfort.Ethan Blackwood sat in the darkness, his wrists chained to the arms of the chair, his body cataloguing its damage with the grim efficiency of a man who had nothing else to do. Two broken ribs. A split lip that had swollen to twice its normal size. A deep cut above his left eye that had long since stopped bleeding and was now pulling tight with the particular discomfort of drying blood. His knuckles were torn from the brief, futile resistance he had managed before they had overwhelmed him. His lower back screamed every time he shifted his weight.He had no idea how long he had been here.The room had no windows, no clock, no natural light of any kind. T
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Chapter 6: Buried Alive
The van moved through absolute darkness.No streetlights. No headlights from oncoming traffic. No glow of a nearby town on the horizon. Just the black of a countryside road in the small hours of the morning, the van's engine a low, steady rumble beneath the floor, and the occasional shudder as the tires crossed uneven ground.Ethan sat in the back with his wrists still chained and his broken ribs protesting every breath. The chains had been extended for transport longer now, threaded through a bolt in the van's floor but not removed. They didn't consider him a flight risk exactly, he understood. They simply didn't consider him worth the administrative effort of loose chains.He was already dead to them. They were simply delivering the paperwork.The man across from him the one who had shown him the videos, whose name Ethan had not been given and had not asked for, who had the pleasant, practiced voice of someone who spent a great deal of time delivering bad news sat with a manila
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Chapter 7: A Man Reborn
Three months had passed since Ethan was pulled from the grave.The man who emerged from that forest was nothing like the man who had entered it. The weak, helpless husband who had been buried alive was gone. In his place stood someone harder, stronger, and more dangerous.Ethan stood in the clearing outside the cabin, his body honed by weeks of brutal training. His muscles were defined, his movements precise. The scars on his wrists had faded to pale lines, but the scars on his soul were still fresh.Adrian watched him from the cabin doorway, a cup of coffee in his hand. "You've come a long way," he said. "But you're not ready yet."Ethan turned to face him, his eyes hard. "When will I be ready?""When you can look at your enemies without feeling anything," Adrian said. "When you can destroy them without hesitation. When you can do what needs to be done, no matter the cost."Ethan's jaw tightened. "I can do that."Adrian shook his head. "No, you can't. Not yet. You still feel too much
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