He Thought His Family Loved Her, But When He Saw Her Bloody Scratches, He Realized They Were Hunting His Unborn Child Like Common Prey.
Chapter 1: The Scars of Betrayal
Julian Thorne, the CEO of Thorne Global, returned home expecting a quiet evening. Instead, he found his wife, Elena, curled in a ball on their silk sheets, a blanket pulled tight over her trembling frame.
When he reached for her, she flinched—a violent, reflexive recoil that shattered his heart.
"Elena?" he whispered, his voice trembling. "Who did this?"
She didn't answer. She only sobbed, a broken, hollow sound that echoed off the high walls of their penthouse. Julian gently pulled the blanket away, and his world stopped. There, mapped across her porcelain skin, were deep, angry red scratches. They weren't from an accident. They were deliberate. They were warnings.
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"My family," Elena whispered, her voice barely audible. "They told me that a 'street-born' girl couldn't carry the Thorne bloodline. They told me if I didn't leave, they would do more than just scratch me."
Julian’s face went pale, then a dark, lethal shade of crimson. He had spent his entire life building an empire to protect his legacy. He thought his parents were simply traditionalists. He never realized they were monsters. His loyalty to his bloodline evaporated in a single, cold second. He didn't cry. He didn't shout. He simply looked at the door, and for the first time in his life, he didn't see a home—he saw a hunting ground.
