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Rejected Heiress: My Heartless Family's Regret
For seventeen years, I was the pride of the Carlisle family, the perfect daughter destined to inherit an empire. But that life ended the moment a DNA report slid across my father’s mahogany desk. The paper proved I was a stranger. Vanessa, the girl sobbing in the corner, was the real biological daughter they had been searching for. "You need to leave. Tonight. Before the press gets wind of this. Before the stock prices dip." My father’s voice was as cold as flint. My mother wouldn't even look at me, staring out the window at the gardens as if I were already a ghost. Just like that, I was erased. I left behind the Birkin bags and the diamonds, throwing my Centurion Card into a crystal bowl with a clatter that echoed like a gunshot. I walked out into the cold night and climbed into a rusted Ford Taurus driven by a man I had never met—my biological father. I went from a mansion to a fourth-floor walk-up in Queens that smelled of laundry detergent and struggle. My new siblings looked at me with a mix of fear and disgust, waiting for the "fallen princess" to break. They expected me to beg for my old life back, to crumble without the luxury I’d known since birth. But they didn't know the truth. I had spent years training in a shark tank, honing survival skills they couldn't imagine. While Richard Carlisle froze my trust funds to starve me out, my net worth was climbing by millions on an encrypted trading app. They thought they were throwing me to the wolves. They didn't realize they were just letting me off my leash. As the Carlisles prepared to debut Vanessa at the Manhattan Arts Gala, I was already making my move. "Get dressed. We're going to a party."Should a woman always give her first time to someone she loves?
The moment the sharp pain ripped through her, Katherine Clarke realized that her chance for that was gone for good.
Faced with a stranger forcing himself on her, she cried so hard her vision blurred. Her instincts told her to run, but her weak, disoriented body couldn't move. All she could do was give in to the nightmare and sink into despair.
When she finally accepted there was no escape, she clenched her jaw and tried to hide how scared she was. Her voice was dry and broken as she muttered, "At least use protection."
The man on top of her stopped for just a second but didn't say a word. Instead, his actions became even more violent.
She didn't know how much time had passed before it ended. Completely worn out, she lost consciousness.
The next morning, when she woke up, the suite was quiet and empty. The messy bed and the pain in her body told her clearly—it hadn't been a nightmare. It had really happened.
It had all been planned. What was supposed to be a regular business dinner turned out to be a trap. She'd been given drink after drink until she could barely stay awake, then sent to that room to be taken advantage of.
Last night, when she realized she had been set up, in her half-conscious state, she had thought of Julian Nash—her husband—who had just come back from a business trip. She messaged him again and again, calling nonstop. When he finally answered, his voice was cold and distant. "I'm busy. Call the cops."
Even now, his words kept ringing in her ears.
With just a few words, he had crushed all the love they'd shared and what little pride she had left.
A bitter laugh slipped out as the pain in her heart turned numb. She slowly pushed the blanket off and got out of bed.
Just then, a business card slid off the bed and fell to the floor.
She stopped in her tracks. She picked it up slowly, and the second she saw the logo, her blood ran cold.
It was from Nash Group.
The room had been dark, and she never saw the man's face. But out of all the things she could've imagined, she never thought the man from last night would be connected to Julian's company.
Could Julian have had something to do with this?
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When Love Is A Lie
Katherine endured mistreatment for three years as Julian's wife, sacrificing everything for love. But when his sister drugged her and sent her to a client's bed, Katherine finally snapped. She left behind divorce papers, walking away from the toxic marriage. Years later, Katherine returned as a rad/0/57155/coverorgin.jpg?v=1fb809187deb02b14dd591b40626825f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
WHEN THERE IS LOVE
Roy D'silver had always been a rising star in the business world. With his natural charm and sharp wit, he quickly made a name for himself in Italy. But when an opportunity arose for his family to move to the United States, Roy knew it was a chance he couldn't pass up. As he settled in his new su/0/92496/coverorgin.jpg?v=3d89d95b3624c742e462d5a08f2ef12e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love is not enough
Broken and shattered, Andre Torello contemplated suicide. Love failed him, it pierced his heart and left him bleeding. There's nothing left to hold on to, nothing is left when love has failed him. His fiancee left him, she kept him waiting while she walked the aisle with a richer man. He thought lov/0/25680/coverorgin.jpg?v=b205027b22d438699bee5a277faa3989&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Is A Risk
And Billionaire, Blake Edwards was back. Dark-brown eyes, broodingly sensual features, and a body that was all hard masculine. In short, Blake was seriously hot and sexy and no woman could resist his charm. Blake had moved quickly and was standing next to me, one hand already holding the back of my/0/27637/coverorgin.jpg?v=a1fd0ef438989e3a49e6011b80b67de4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love is a bet
I wanted to hate him, But I realised it was impossible every single time I set my eyes on him,I even found his confession or degeneracy to be fascinating and character defining not a scandalous waste like I have been trained to think, In truth he was nothing like I was told he was but his sins made/0/97673/coverorgin.jpg?v=88b49f2514656d3b758eb0397e338933&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revenge Is Sweet When Love Dies
I gave up a life in London for my high school sweetheart, Blake Shaw. He repaid me by leaving me to be trampled by a panicked crowd while he saved another girl. That was just the beginning. His obsession with being a hero to the fragile transfer student, Kris Gray, became a slow poison. He abandone/0/50390/coverorgin.jpg?v=1b25af7531eb60c4b14ff0a47a03ae14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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When Love Became a Weapon
My husband, Ethan, meticulously wooed me with fifty rare jazz records, each a cherished promise of our forever. But then his new assistant, Ava, entered our lives, and his fervent gaze, once exclusively mine, began flickering with a feverish admiration solely for her. Soon, Ava's name became a relen/0/81352/coverorgin.jpg?v=d390bb6528e929460b49c705c857755d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Became A Larceny
My tech company was at its peak – celebrated, successful. For twenty years, I believed my marriage to Bella was just the same: perfect. We had two sons, Mark and Alex, my pride and joy, the heirs to everything I had built. Then, at fifty, Bella lay dying in a sterile hospital bed. Her rasping/0/83442/coverorgin.jpg?v=684671b80302b7f4fec65fbc367b38ac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Was A Trial
For forty years, my life with Elara as a humble Appalachian herbalist was filled with quiet love and shared purpose. Then, on her sixtieth birthday, a blinding light revealed her true form: an Aetheling, and our marriage, a cold "trial" to regain her powers. She abandoned me for her "true love," C/0/20659/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6de7c9d4c8affcacb44c125999b3811&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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When Love Became A Transaction
The phone rang, a sharp, unwelcome sound cutting through the quiet of my office. It was Olivia, my wife. A smile touched my lips. Six months pregnant, a miracle after years of heartbreak. "Hey, honey. Everything okay? Did you pick out a color for the nursery yet? I' m still team blue." Then, sile/0/86867/coverorgin.jpg?v=603f2cd9b2dabc11c1ee50b1e0dbb645&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Became a Nightmare
The text message from Mark, "Trip extended. Don' t wait up. Love you," was the first crack in the facade of my four-year marriage, a hollow echo of affection on our anniversary. Then, discovering him with his assistant, Olivia Stone, in his office, their intimacy a brutal slap, confirmed my deepest/0/83088/coverorgin.jpg?v=aebf03b9ae3acae80a74853361b9011f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Was A Lie
I had waited three long years for Dr. Ethan Walker, my brilliant cardiac surgeon fiancé, to return from his selfless medical program in Appalachia. Our lavish engagement party was tomorrow; I dreamed of our beautiful future. Then, his voice cut through the quiet. Low and cold, he confessed his "A/0/81705/coverorgin.jpg?v=af14adb4757f45bdfb751a6942de1c57&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Wore A Mask
Ethan Miller was an architect, but his life was ending. He was entering witness protection to avenge his father, a journalist murdered by corrupt forces. The cost? Everything he knew, especially Ava, the woman he loved. He shattered her heart, feigning greed and ambition to protect her from imme/0/85023/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4ef8389f990f76e777e4bbc37c11792&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Became A Plot
Three years ago, Liam Hayes, the tech titan and my husband, promised to protect me. Now, I sat in the front row of his grand auction, expecting a product launch. Instead, the massive screen behind him flickered to life, not with an innovation, but with intimate photos of my deceased parents. The c/0/81949/coverorgin.jpg?v=cbf1da6ac8fe8e8bc43c0910e747083a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Kills a Future
My world with Chloe revolved around our eagerly awaited baby, our future taking happy shape with every nursery plan. An Instagram tag from her popped up then, a seemingly innocent ping. I opened it, and the image delivered a brutal, physical blow, vaporizing my reality. Chloe lay pale but smiling/0/85758/coverorgin.jpg?v=02c7aaae7a1c807a07c45f11752f9599&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Becomes a Weapon
The sterile air of the pre-flight briefing room chilled me to the bone. It was the taste of betrayal, bitter and metallic, that filled my mouth once more. Liam, my fiancé, and Chloe, his protégé, had crushed my career, my reputation, my entire life. They had effectively killed me. Then, I opened/0/87015/coverorgin.jpg?v=1820f80d27ff1511ba360b422aa17832&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Became A Lie
The wedding dress, a Parisian dream, hung ready. My guardian, Daniel Hayes, the man stepping into the role of my husband in three weeks, surveyed me with possessive eyes. Everything was perfect, almost too perfect for the girl who lost her parents and world in a fire, only to be taken in by a genero/1/101589/coverorgin.jpg?v=297b19a68b795acea96b22c50ec05451&imageMogr2/format/webp)
