Mated to the Enemy Alpha

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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THE UNWANTED AWAKENING.

Kyra.

"Grrrrrrrrghhhh."The most stupid and lousy alarm ever to be invented raised its noisy shrill sound above the chirping of the bird outside,both a combined effort to spoil my morning.

For crying out loud.

I know it's morning already but I needed some good sleep to keep me going.

Lady night party at Audrey's wasn't a child's play,I needed my sleep more.

Meet me Kyra Louisa MacPherson,spoilt rich heiress to Gemma Stella Macpherson.

Stubborn - check,Rude - double check, very disobedient you sure know what to add there and guess what I forgot to mention - Tadah

My looks ,I'm so beautiful, very beautiful,my pink painted room have about four mirrors and I'm planning on buying an additional two.

But for now,I need my beauty sleep, school is out of the question now.

Oops,I forgot today is Saturday.

The morning light danced through the thin line of the expensive curtains, filtering and casting in a golden hue over my lavish bedroom as I lay nestled like a caterpillar in a cocoon of silk sheets sleeping peacefully.

The stupid alarm cried out again and I pulled out my long slender hand and knocked it over.

I don't care if it gets broken,I could get another one,besides this was the fourth in a week though.

A gentle tap on the door ,disturbed the peace and sweetness of the sleep I was forcing to come back to me all thanks to that stupid alarm.

The tap was followed by a timid voice of one of the maids

"Miss Kyra." A pause."May I come in?"

She asked stupidly.

You can stay outside for all I care.

I wondered what gave her the courage,she pushed the door open carefully and fearfully.

Too bad whilst I tried to feigned sleeping,I moved my left foot now the stupid maid knew I was quite awake

"Morning,Miss Kyra,your mother requests your presence." The maid announced, her voice barely audible and I wondered if she had a broken glass stuck up in her throat.

There was silence and I was hoping that she would get the hint and vanished but she pressed further.

"Miss Kyra....your mother said."

"Can you just shut up." I snapped,sat up over the rustling of the fabric as I shifted and cast her a hard look meant for the devil.

Then I went back ,pulled the covers and tried going back to sleep.

"Remind me to tell my mother to sack your sorry ass,you don't have an atom of respect."

I heard her moving from foot to foot restlessly.

I really wanted to enjoy my weekend.

I groaned in annoyance and rolled to my side, burying my face comfortably deeper into the plush pillows.

"Tell her I will be there in a minute or two or just give me thirty minutes." I muttered sleepily

But the maid persisted,her voice growing a bit hard now.

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