The Homophobics Obsession

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."

Modern Revenge Rebirth/Reborn

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Allie Mclean secretly booked a sensory-friendly movie screening for her autistic brother, Devon, a rare act of defiance against her controlling fiancé, Griffin Ryan.

Griffin, a powerful real estate heir, found out and retaliated by remotely torturing Devon with strobe lights and discordant screeches, forcing Allie to watch her brother' s terror.

He held her captive, making her witness Devon' s agony, all because his new obsession, an intern named Kassie, claimed Allie had given her a "funny look."

The cruelty escalated, always tied to Kassie' s whims. If Kassie complained, Devon suffered. When Kassie feigned a car accident, Griffin forced Allie, who was anemic, to donate blood for Kassie, only to have it discarded.

Allie' s world shattered. She realized Griffin saw Devon as a weapon and her as a disposable possession.

The final blow came when Griffin, at Kassie' s false accusation, brutally killed Allie' s beloved horse, Starlight, right in front of her. This monstrous act ignited a cold, clear rage within Allie, pushing her to her breaking point. She knew she had to escape, not just for herself, but for Devon.

Chapter 1

Allie Mclean secretly booked the appointment. It was for a sensory-friendly movie screening, a rare event designed for kids like her brother, Devon. She used a prepaid card and a throwaway email, covering her tracks with the precision of a spy. It was a small act of defiance, a tiny bubble of normalcy she tried to create for him.

Griffin Ryan found out anyway. He always found out.

He stood in the doorway of his penthouse living room, a silhouette against the glittering New York skyline. The smile on his face was wrong. It didn' t reach his eyes.

"Planning an outing, sweetheart?" he asked.

The monitor on the wall showed Devon' s room. Her brother, seventeen but with the mind of a young child, was rocking back and forth on his bed, humming softly as he lined up his colorful blocks. He was calm. He was safe. For now.

Griffin walked to the control panel mounted on the wall. It was a custom system he' d had installed, one that could manipulate every aspect of Devon' s environment.

"You know the rules, Allie," Griffin said, his voice dangerously soft. "You want to do something with him, you ask me first."

He flicked a switch.

On the screen, Devon' s room exploded with chaos. Strobe lights flashed erratically, and a high-pitched, discordant screech filled the air. Devon flinched, his hands flying to his ears. He let out a wail of pure terror, his body curling into a tight ball on the bed.

"Stop it!" Allie cried, lunging for the panel.

Griffin caught her wrist, his grip like steel. "Not yet. He needs to learn. And so do you."

He held her in place, forcing her to watch. Devon' s cries tore through the speakers, a sound that ripped Allie' s heart to pieces. She could feel his terror, his confusion, his pain. He was trapped in a sensory hell, and the man she once thought she loved was the devil pulling the levers.

"Please, Griffin, he didn' t do anything wrong," she begged, tears streaming down her face. "It was me. Punish me."

"Oh, I am," Griffin said, his gaze fixed on the screen. He seemed to enjoy the scene. "This hurts you far more than anything I could do to your body, doesn' t it?"

He was right. Her own pain was a distant echo compared to this. Devon was her world.

"Why are you doing this?" she sobbed, her voice breaking.

Griffin' s thumb stroked the remote control for the system. One more press and the volume would increase, the lights would flash faster. "I saw Kassie crying today."

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