The Betrayed Heiress's Vengeful Flash Marriage

She gasped, her lungs pulling in thick, black smoke. Her chest h

kicked the heavy metal door open. His cust

ead up. Her dry thr

mately around Devon's bicep. Her lips were painted a flawless, glossy red

st Ashley's cheek. The sharp edge of the equity transfer agreement slic

lip. The metallic taste of copper f

ails dug viciously into the soft underside of Ash

ago, Ashley," Brittany whispered. Her breath smelled

il the skin on her wrists tore completely open. Warm blood dripped down her

t Ashley's eardrums. "Oh, and Mom? Dad ki

shley's torn throat. Her vocal cords

t his feet. The thick, noxious liquid spilled over the concrete, soa

yes shut. Her ches

ghter clicked ope

n from the room. The blistering temperature melted the synthetic f

black armored SUV smashed through the

e driver's seat. His usually cold, unto

s his broad shoulders. He grunted, a heavy, wet sound, but he didn't stop.

Ashley's eardrums. The heat consumed them both. A single tear tr

lammed into

twater flooded her nose and throat. Her eyes snapped open to dark, churnin

armpits. They hauled her upward.

h opened wide, sucking in massi

ke ice. Someone dragged her over a railing and dropped her h

onto the deck. Her throat burned like she had swallowed crushed glass. She blinked, the sal

d her. The noise hammered against her skull. She planted her pa

ver her head. The fabric carried

cked. Her muscles

ny's voice trembled above her. The fake,

e tilted her chin up. Brittany stood the

at the familiar faces staring back at her. Where am I? The Hudson River? No, I should be dead in that warehouse... This yacht, these people... Oh my god. The rea

ly on the puddle of water. He stripped off his suit jacket, his face twisted i

eaved. The phantom smell of

ped his hand away. Her knuckl

r and vomit. The surrounding crowd sucked in a collective bre

Her shoulders shook. Tears spilled perfectly over her lowe

ampagne flutes. Their eyes dragged over Ashle

on Sawyer gripped his whiskey glass. The veins in his neck bulge

d silk dress clung to her legs, dripping heavily onto the wood. She didn't

dragged over Edson and Brittany. The heavy,

d a socialite named Phoebe.

right out of Phoebe's hand. Phoebe flinched, opening her mou

screen. She tapped three numbers. The k

need to report an attempted murder on a