A Love Worth Remembering

The Convict Heiress: Marrying The Billionaire

Rollins Laman

The heavy thud of the release stamp was the only goodbye I got from the warden after five years in federal prison. I stepped out into the blinding sun, expecting the same flash of paparazzi bulbs that had seen me dragged away in handcuffs, but there was only a single black limousine idling on the shoulder of the road. Inside sat my mother and sister, clutching champagne and looking at my frayed coat with pure disgust. They didn't offer a welcome home; instead, they tossed a thick legal document onto the table and told me I was dead to the city. "Gavin and I are getting engaged," my sister Mia sneered, flicking a credit card at me like I was a stray dog. "He doesn't need a convict ex-fiancée hanging around." Even after I saved their lives from an armed kidnapping attempt by ramming the attackers off the road, they rewarded me by leaving me stranded in the dirt. When I finally ran into Gavin, the man who had framed me, he pinned me against a wall and threatened to send me back to a cell if I ever dared to show my face at their wedding. They had stolen my biotech research, ruined my name, and let me rot for half a decade while they lived off my brilliance. They thought they had broken me, leaving me with nothing but an expired chapstick and a few old photos in a plastic bag. What they didn't know was that I had spent those five years becoming "Dr. X," a shadow consultant with five hundred million dollars in crypto and a secret that would bring the city to its knees. I wasn't just a victim anymore; I was a weapon, and I was pregnant with the heir they thought they had erased. I walked into the Melton estate and made an offer to the most powerful man in New York. "I'll save your grandfather's life," I told Horatio Melton, staring him down. "But the price is your last name. I'm taking back what's mine, and I'm starting with the man who thinks he's marrying my sister."

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Layla stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the neckline of her dress. Her dress was a pastel pink, made of silky material that felt luxurious against her skin.

She loved this dress, it always made her feel confident and beautiful. As she studied herself in the mirror, her step-sister, Claire, came up behind her. Layla frowned, knowing how much Claire loved to pick on her for no reason at all.

She spun around to face her sister, finding Claire's eyes on her chest. Claire giggled maliciously and said, "I love how that dress fits your body. And it shows off your cleavage nicely too, don't you think?" Layla felt her face flush with embarrassment as she realized Claire was right.

The dress was a bit too tight around her chest area, revealing a little more than she would have liked.

She turned away from the mirror, feeling self-conscious about her appearance. As she tried to adjust her dress, Claire pushed her back towards the mirror forcefully, saying, "Don't be shy, layla! You look so good in that dress. Everyone at the party will be staring at you.

Layla couldn't believe what she was hearing. Claire wasn't nice to her other times and always tried to make her feel uncomfortable."Oh come on,Layla, it's no big deal.

Just enjoy yourself tonight! It's a party, after all." Claire shrugged her shoulders as if it was no big deal, but Layla could see the delight in her eyes. She was being rude to Claire for no reason, maybe she was just excited for the party. Layla forced herself to smile and continued to adjust her dress.

As Layla and Claire arrived at the party, they were greeted by their step-parents and the rest of their family.

Layla noticed her boyfriend, Josh, across the room, chatting with some of his friends. Layla couldn't help but notice the way Claire was staring at Josh.

She knew Claire had a crush on him, and she had warned Josh several times to stay away from Claire, but he never listened. As Layla looked around the room, she saw Josh's eyes meet hers.

He flashed a warm smile at her, making her heart flutter." Josh's smile widened as he saw Layla walking towards him. "Hey beautiful! You look great tonight!'

Josh reached for layla's hand and held it firmly in his. Layla felt her face blush as she realized how attentive Josh was being.

Not only had he complimented her, but he had reached out to hold her hand as if he was proud to be with her.

As the two of them walked away from the group, Layla noticed Claire's eyes on them." Josh and Claire were working together, plotting behind Layla's back to make sure she was never suspicious.

Josh was the charming and attentive boyfriend, making layka feel safe and loved. Claire, on the other hand, was waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

As Layla continued to sip her drink without realizing that it had been drugged, Claire watched and waited. She could feel the power she held overLayla, and the excitement of her plan unfolding was almost too much to bear. Josh watched as Layla took a sip, feeling elated as layla's defenses disappeared right before her eyes.

Josh walked up behind Layla and put a hand on her shoulder, saying, "Hey, Layla ithink it's time we got going.

Why don't you come with me?" Layla turned around with a dazed expression, unable to understand what was happening around her.

Layla allowed Josh to guide her outside, and soon the two of them were in Josh's car, driving towards an unknown destination. Layla tried to resist the effects of the drug, but she was quickly feeling dizzy and disoriented.

She tried to open the car door, but Josh locked it and turned to face her. "Sorry,Layla , but we need to take you somewhere so that you can rest.

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