Alpha s Chosen Bride

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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Arriving at the international airport of AJ City, Nancy Marlon, a fair-skinned blonde woman, frowned. She couldn't understand why her parents had asked her to return home.

Previously, she had been studying in City X, and after graduating in business administration, her father had clearly told her, "Nancy, I want you to return home and not stay in City X."

Nancy frowned during the phone call with her father, knowing that he was a politician in AJ City and she couldn't disobey him. So she arrived at the airport at exactly 2 PM, and her father's men were already there, waiting to escort her home.

"Welcome home, Nancy," her elder adopted brother, Matthew Marlon, said with a smile. Nancy frowned as she walked with him to the car.

She sat in the back seat of the car, aware that the city was ruled by the popular President Nolan Alejandro and his family. The city was named after the Alejandro family, who had been in power for years. Any opposition party was immediately silenced.

Nancy watched the road as Matthew started the car engine and drove away from the airport. Her eyes fell on a gigantic billboard displaying photos of the city president.

"Hmm..." Nancy hummed, noticing Matthew smiling at her through the rearview mirror. She ignored his smile, continuing to wonder why her parents had insisted that she return home.

Upon arriving home, the security men at her father's mansion gate opened the huge black gates for them. Nancy watched as Matthew drove his exotic black SUV into the premises and parked.

She could see her parents standing at the mansion entrance. Her mother was wearing a red gown, and her father stood in a black suit, with the maids in their blue uniforms behind them.

Nancy stepped out of the car and walked up to her parents. She was wearing a red top, black trousers, and black high-heeled shoes.

Nancy finally approached the entrance, and her mother warmly welcomed her. "Welcome home, my beautiful angel."

"Good afternoon, Mom, Dad," Nancy replied, smiling as she hugged her mother. Her father added, "Welcome home, Nancy. It's good to finally have you with us."

"Thanks, Dad," Nancy replied, still hugging her mother. The maids echoed, "Welcome home, Nancy."

"Thank you all," Nancy smiled at the maids, and her mother said, "Let's all go inside."

"Okay, Mom," Nancy replied, and they walked into the living room together.

She observed that the living room hadn't changed-it was still painted white with beautiful flower vases around.

Nancy approached one of the seven black couches and whispered, "Home, sweet home," as she sat down.

Her mother, standing in the center of the living room, smiled sweetly at her.

"Mom, what's the good news? You look so excited to see me," Nancy asked, curious about her mother's wide smile. Her mother glowed with beauty, and at 51, she appeared to be under forty.

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