The Ruined Heiress Returns With His Heirs

hard against the textured wa

ng streaks. She bit down on her lower lip, tasting the sharp, metallic tang of her own

the hallway. The static crackle of a wa

e couldn't ha

made it hard to breathe. Her skin burned. A terrifying, unnatural

ing along the wall until she hit the cold, poli

lack entryway of the presidential suite. She scrambled to her knees, reached

ollapsed onto the thick

st pounded ag

a rough v

whimper. The drug was taking over completely now. Her br

are

ess. It was low, freezing col

int, silvery moonlight spilling from the floor-to-cei

m him made the air in the room feel suffocatingly thin. Ange

her hand shot out. She grabbed the

me," she

existent. He let out a low scoff of disgust. He bent down, his large, callou

his skin touche

ragrance drifted from her skin. It was a scent that instantly pierced through hi

system reached its pe

n's neck. She pulled herself against his solid c

nce crumbled under the overwhelming assault o

he glass. Lightning illuminated the room for a split s

lipped from the corner of her eye, soaking into the dark

hrough the gap in the curtains, hit

if it had been split open. Every muscle in her body a

ng the white duvet

The sheets were cold. The stranger

the horror, the electroni

nd. The heavy door swung open. A tidal

of cameras erupted

er her face. The aggressive clicking of shutters and the hig

t true you sold yo

at thi

a pair of six-inch heels. A triumphant, vicious smirk played on Dara's lip

vering her mouth. "How coul

She pointed a trembling finger at the bed. "I can't believe this. You were so

physical blow to the stomach. She lowered the duvet just e

roat. She pointed a trembling finger at her so-called

ed away. She took

Don't you dare blame your slutty behavior on your friends!" Dara yelled,

elena's face. The invasion was suffocating. The an

a heavy pillow and hurled it violently at the nearest

os. She leaned in close, her f

trust fund, Angel," Dara whispered, her voice dripping with

rned bloodshot. He

swung with every ounce

ac

alm connecting with Dara's cheek

collapsing onto the carpet. She clutched her red cheek, sque

exploded again, cap

scene. "Look at the high and mighty Beasley

hand. But her legs gave out completely. She crashed hard onto the

ing and pushing the reporters back. The chaos was absolu

at Angelena, a cold, victorious sneer on her face. "I'm send

gain. She forced herself to stop shaking. Sh

a said. Her voice was terrifyin

earing her throat loudly. "Let's go," Dara ordered. She turned and swe

shut. The silence that

ped her arms around her legs, burying her face.

egs trembled as she walked into the bathroom. She stared at he

plashed her face. She would make t

the sink was a single, custom-made men's cufflink.

t deep into her palm, drawing a bead of blood. She didn't care about the pa