The Unwanted Heiress's Billionaire Return

finally rescued. I thought it was the

arms of a handsome stranger, her real husband, an

stepsister set their Doberman on me, and as the dog's teeth sank

a second, then slowl

had died. The shallow bond of family wa

y patriarch, suspicious after a car

ster's birthday party, revealing a truth that

pte

za

aughter of a monster who had s

lives a living hell. His fists and his ven

months whispering to my mother in the dark was simp

e flickering fluorescent lights of the desolate gas station, the air thick with the smell of gasoline and pine, and held it o

elt, his voice a low rumble. "Sta

tightened in my stomach. This wasn't how I'd imagined it. In my mind,

was bette

eadable, poured out. They moved with a terrifying efficiency, storming the dilapidated compound I called home. I heard

t she was walking. She was safe. A wave of relief so powerful it almost buckled my

e locked on something behind me. A man stepped out of the lead SUV. He was h

eathed, his v

eld her like she was made of glass, his face buried in her tangled hair. I stood frozen, a small, forgotten statue in

r entire body. She never once looked in my

sed me, "We'll be together, E

arms of this stranger, th

eporters seemed to materialize from the woods, shouting

f cold fury. His eyes scanned the crowd, and for the first time, they l

eporter yelled. "Is that

leave me here. Not with them watchin

ne of his security guar

y warmth. I was a problem to be ma

d my nose, a stark contrast to the damp, earthy smell of the compound th

y bare feet not even reaching the floor. I hugged my knees to my chest, trying to make myself as small as possible. The silen

of SUVs pulled away from the gas station, leavin

rity men were talking in low

ng mine in the rearview mirror with open contempt. "Six-figure SUV

ed. "He said the minute we get to the estate, have it sent to the

I was the stench. I was the contaminatio

fear. The rich leather smell, the smooth motion of the car, the suffo

nic. I tried to swallow it back down, knowing what w

vomiting the watery contents of my stomach

rsed, swerving slightly

e seat, my whole body trembling. "I'm sorr

ss on the floor. His lips curled into a sneer of pure disgust. My mothe

ounded by perfectly manicured lawns. As Derek helped my mother out of the car, a girl my age came running out of th

throwing her arms ar

ghtly, her sobs starting fresh. "Oh, K

queezed in a vise. My sweet girl.

She surveyed the scene, her eyes landing on me with disdain. "Derek, what

ne Morrison,

said, his voice tight with irritation.

aking me feel like something she'd f

ke it through the service entrance. An