Biting The Billionaire: My Sweet Revenge

rgency room, her bare feet slipping on the wet marble steps. Rain soaked her

their batons to block her path. They grabbed her s

her muddy hem. "The Brennan family gave strict orders. Even if you're t

r of gravity, she ducked under the guard's thick arm. Her shoulder clipped a metal medica

lyce stumbled forward and threw herself against the frosted glass door. Her finger

pped out, looked at her bleeding

2 PM. The oxygen lin

ezing tiles, a raw, strangled wail tearing from her thro

room. A white sheet covered the small hospital bed. Hanging over the edge was a

d little fingers, then froze mid-air. Hot tears spi

idor, mingled with the heavy thud of leather shoes

locked onto the man standing in the doorway in a tailored charc

n Alyce's identity and luxury for twenty years-slid her arm i

bloodshot eyes fixed on Jaco

asped like torn sandpaper. "She was only t

fully across her face. The strike sent her crashing

"She's just a bastard you birthed from some stray in the gutter before returning to the Brennans! I

ning violently. "What... what

ly onto Alyce's trembling, bloody fingers on the floor. Sh

iting for your parents to save you-Katherine and Edward died in that highway crash a year

r breath catching in her throat. "You.

unds fall entirely into my hands?" Charisse let out a delicate, mocking laugh. "You lost y

scissors from a tray beside her, she let out a guttural r

Both o

stomach. The blow lifted her off her feet and threw her violent

ing Alyce's arms behind her back

aks across the floor as she stared at the white sheet cov

. Her body rolled twice across the rough aspha

lit lobby. Jacoby gently draped his coat over Charisse's

a bastard and murde

nts were murdered i

as stolen and gro

into the asphalt until her na

nding Manhattan storm. Rain washed the blood from her chi

he reached a dark,

he deluge. Two blinding high beams

ing light, the bloody corners of her mou

... I'll drag all of yo

el bumper slammed into her body,

rkness, the images of her daughter's cold hand and her b