The Runaway Heiress And Her Monster

Chapter 5

Word Count: 578 | Released on: 08/05/2026

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then looked away. He started mixing

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stale beer and sw

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his friends standing beh

Axel Carrillo stood perfectly still.

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he side of his glass. His jaw ticked. The bet was a convenient excu

laughing. He reached out

of ice water from the bar. She thre

ed down his chin. The people around th

ut a roar. He shoved both of his h

ckward. Her stilettos s

ound. Her elbow slammed into the tiles

s. His eyes turned black. He made a sharp, almost imperceptible gesture to Silas, his head of security, who

p. The heel of her right shoe was stuck in the gap

ward. He raised

lled her arms over her head and

ncers crashed t

They slammed him face-f

hest heaved. She stared at the

ack. A path cleared

er the music. The air in the ro

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Luoye Fenfei Romance

“With twelve dollars in my bank account and a freezing apartment, my friend forced me into a velvet dress to attend an exclusive underground party for free food. But the night quickly turned into a nightmare when a drunk thug attacked me, nearly strangling me to death in a dark hallway. Just as my lungs burned for air, a terrifying man stepped out of the shadows and shattered my attacker's bones. He was Axel Carrillo, the billionaire owner of the club. But instead of feeling safe, my blood ran cold. His dark, dead eyes perfectly mirrored the wealthy monster who had abused and locked me in a basement years ago. He trapped me in his VIP room, surrounding me with the elite crowd that openly mocked my poverty. I didn't understand why this ruthless billionaire was looking at me like a predator watching its prey. I had barely escaped the nightmare of the rich once; I wasn't going to let another powerful man own my life. Faking a twisted ankle, I stumbled forward, falling directly into his chest. In less than a second, I expertly slipped the thick money clip and custom leather wallet from his pocket, grabbed my broken stilettos, and ran blindly into the freezing night. I used his crisp hundred-dollar bills to pay my overdue rent, locking his silver-crested wallet in my desk drawer. What I didn't know was that Axel had let me steal it, smiling in the dark as he whispered to his security. "Let her keep the bait."”