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The Jilted Heiress Deals With The Devil

The Jilted Heiress Deals With The Devil

Author: Olivia
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1044    |    Released on: 07/08/2026

white dress. She took a slow, deep breath, trying to command a

s top floor, ignoring the scattered silhouettes of

,Heir of the

d him was a vacuum; no one dared approach. He held a glass of whiskey, the

The memory was only hours old, but it was seared into her brain. His voi

erprises shares are secure. Then the life insurance policy k

in her gut, squeezing the air from

f her was untouched, its condensation beading like cold

ld hear. A few heads turned, gazes flickering from her to the man in the corne

jaw, a straight nose, lips set in a line of permanent indifference. He di

e table. The sound was a whisper,

Car

ehearsed tremor, just fragi

ter storm, held no warmth, no curiosity. They were

in her stomach, but

k?" she asked. The li

w arched, a minute gesture loaded

blush.She leaned in, her voice droppi

s. I hear the suites at Elys

mething that might have been interest. He leaned back against the leather,

a slow, deliberate rhythm on the tabletop. Tap.

ank Saunders, her uncle and guardian, raised his glass. "T

married, the Kirk fortune is finally safe. That girl doesn't know the first thing about busine

Aunt Breanna, don't you worry. I'll take good care of Alyssa, and I'l

tting his hand. "If only our

ut honestly, Alyssa is just so lucky. She does nothing and gets all that money, plus a

After the wedding, we transfer her shares into a trust, take out a high-val

ast to a future built on a grave. They were oblivious, dea

ooth, the tap

ow fell over Alyssa,

cked up his jacket and turned

Alyssa's lungs. Was

e glanced back over his shoulder, h

ll

he moved, her legs feeling disconnected from

e was c

ns a stark contrast: him, tall and cold; her, small

te that screamed of obscene wealth. Ayaan tossed his

spoke, was a low, resonant

nst her ribs. She summoned every last ounce of her cour

ant

r standing before him in the dim light, her bo

r-shaped birthmark just behind her ear. For a split second, the mask of i

dn't s

ress against her earlobe, his voice

you

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