The Runaway Heiress And Her Monster

Chapter 7

Word Count: 569 | Released on: 08/05/2026

e stairs and into the massive

ss from downstairs disappeared completel

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the center of the room. He sat down. He cro

sat on the long couches. They moved

the room. She sat on the edge of a small

rble tables. Black truffle caviar. Slices of raw Wagy

beef. Her empty stomac

growl echoed fr

und was deafening. Everyone stopped mov

ned bright red. She

used to look away. She was terrified of Axel. She was

large piece of Wagyu beef and shoved it

sat frozen on the couch, her eyes darting between Adelynn and Axel, her face pale with fear for h

ynn. He watched her cheeks puff out as she chewed. He tapped his index finger agains

hroat. She looked at J

inking. You should

used. "I thought y

arm. "Jax's apartment is so big. I

the meat. She lo

ted to live in Jax's mansion, but she needed an excuse

uth with a napkin. H

your free cleaner or your excus

nished. Her face tu

table. "You ungrateful bit

. He opened his

marble table. The sharp crack of cryst

one f

at Jax. He kept h

e was flat, but it c

e looked terrified. He though

ate. The air in the room was suffoc

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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."”