Reborn Heiress: Reclaiming My Monster Billionaire

Chapter 2

Word Count: 756 | Released on: 13/05/2026

motionless, as if asleep. She felt no heat, no pain. Where there

ted from afar. To

er and fiercer roa

on gate. The heavy metal door collapsed with a thud, and

to a complete stop, the drive

cious offshore cleanup payment an hour earlier and sent a signal to Brant's enc

k door. One of them lunged forward and grabbed Bedfo

ks! You

e wide open, as if he had lost his mind. He reached for his waist, pulled out a black pistol, and presse

h his breath before rushing straight

stunned and unable to move. Bedford Parks. That silicon-based monster. Cold-blooded, r

tly cradled her uncons

It was a primal, hoarse, beastly howl, bursting forth from the dept

at and wrapped it tightly around h

inding beam of light wa

ay. He pounced on her, his broad shoulders be

s back. He groaned and fell forward, but his arm

shed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto her hair. He gritted his teeth, using a

scream, then bent down, stretched out he

h his broad, trembling shoulders. She graspe

odshot face pressed against her pale f

barely move them; a faint b

ove

his chest grew weaker and weaker, and his l

s more unbearable than the chains binding her; it felt as if a boulder was pressing down on

walls stretched out like elongated toffee. An invisible, immense

before her eyes, and the warehouse and

y ga

ngs. Her chest heaved as she gasped fo

leather was only inches from her face. The cold air blowing from the air con

smooth, pale,

apped in a cage. Her hands gripped the leat

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“Ginny was chained to a concrete pillar in an abandoned warehouse, bleeding and betrayed by the two people she trusted most. Her fiancé, Brant, and her adopted sister, Coretta, had just slashed her face open. Brant coldly admitted she was nothing but a disposable key to a vault, right before he tossed a lighter onto the gasoline-soaked floor. As Ginny burned alive in the roaring inferno, the heavy iron doors were violently smashed open. Bedford Parks-the notoriously ruthless, germaphobic "monster" of Silicon Valley whom Ginny had always feared-charged straight into the flames. Ignoring the blistering heat, he shielded her charred body with his own. A massive steel beam collapsed, snapping his spine. "I love you." He coughed up blood, whispering his final words against her blackened skin before dying to protect her. Hovering as a ghost, Ginny's soul screamed in agonizing realization. She had spent her life terrified of Bedford, yet he was the only one who truly loved her, while her supposed family laughed at her gruesome murder. Suddenly, a blinding white light swallowed the warehouse. Ginny gasped for air, opening her eyes to find herself sitting in the back of a luxury Maybach. She was eighteen again, wearing the humiliating clown makeup Coretta had tricked her into wearing on the day she was brought back to the wealthy Steele estate. Ginny stared at her reflection, her dark eyes turning cold and sharp. This time, she would tear her betrayers apart piece by piece, and she would protect her "monster."”