ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO A MAD BILLIONAIRE novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1 - Prologue

The night was thick with fog, swallowing the forest in a ghostly embrace. Dewitt Adkins ran through the shadows, his breath ragged, his heartbeat a frantic drum against his ribs. He held his son, his cursed, broken son, tight in his arms, the boy's tiny frame both a burden and his only reason to keep running.

Behind them, the hunters were coming. The same people who killed his precious wife.

Torches flickered in the distance, voices snarling like beasts in the dark. They wanted his son. They wanted to erase the last heir of the Adkins family.

"Na na na... I'll fly away..." The little boy sang as the cold night wind touched his skin.

"Shh, Osvaldo," Dewitt whispered, clamping a trembling hand over the boy's mouth. But the child bit his fingers hard.

"Ahh!" Dewitt hissed, pulling his hand back. Blood dripped from his fingers.

Osvaldo giggled, clapping his small hands together as though they were playing a game. His laughter echoed through the silent night like a haunting melody.

Dewitt's stomach twisted.

The boy was already lost.

He wasn't like other children, he never had been. But Dewitt had made sure of that. For Osvaldo to survive, he could never be normal. Normal boys got killed. Mad boys got left alone. So he had made his son mad.

It was just a little science experiment that worked on him. Once the boy is 25, he'll be normal again. So did his doctors tell him? But little did they know...

A sharp whistle cut through the air. The hunters had heard. Dewitt sprinted faster.

Up ahead, a single house stood at the edge of the wilderness. His last hope. The Petersons were waiting.

He burst through the doors, slamming them shut behind him. The young couple stared at him, faces lined with greed and something more sinister. They were his last option.

"You know the deal," Dewitt panted. "Keep my son hidden. Raise him as your own. In return, I'll pull you out of the filth and make you rich beyond imagination."

The Petersons exchanged a glance. Dewitt Adkins is the richest man in the world, of course, they believed him. "And the money?"

"Twenty percent now. The rest belongs to him once he turns twenty-five." Dewitt knelt, gripping Osvaldo's face. "Until then, nobody can know who he is."

The boy blinked, tilting his head like a confused animal. Then, he started laughing again.

He was too mad to sign away his inheritance. As if Dewitt knew their plans, he said if his son died untimely, all of his inheritance was to go to the orphanage. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

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