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Outcast To Queen: The Knight's Vengeful Bride

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 803    |    Released on: Today at 15:00

sanne skidded to a ha

d from stone. Dominic Knight's gray eyes, cold as the wi

aid to his driver

, opened a large black umbrell

ng woman. She's

ground. She was soaked, her brown hair pl

ocked onto some

custom Knight family design, one he had commiss

as her. Ch

arch of his eyebrow w

uiet, but it changed everything. Julia

protocol was an ambulance, a police report. But an order fr

ed out into the rain. The driver rush

ed down at her. Raindrops clung to he

nd lifted her

e rain. A faint scent of vanilla and

n all his years of service, he had never seen h

ominic said, settling into the

into the New York night. Inside, Dominic looked do

raper, Dominic's fortress in the city. He carried Chloe thr

, white, and gray. It was vast, mi

ster suite. Her wet clothes left a dark stain on the t

n Sullivan arrived,

heart attack," Julian said, then whistled softly as he saw the girl on the

My car struck her. Check he

t. First, he took her blood pressure and pulse, noting the rhythm and strength. Then he

pact speed and angle. After nearly twenty minutes o

h, no skull fracture, no internal bleeding, and her vitals are stable. But I want

lips and the slight frown creasing her b

n asked, packing his ba

minic replied, pouring hi

e was some prim and proper society girl. What was she doi

his glass, thinking of the rumors he'd heard about Bra

form in his mind,

... she could be a use

least, an intere

e bed. A soft moan escaped her

an said, taking the hint. "

nd Chloe alone in the cavernous suite. H

her eyes

d was the tall, imposing figure of a man standing over her,

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Outcast To Queen: The Knight's Vengeful Bride
Outcast To Queen: The Knight's Vengeful Bride
“Chloe Hayes went to her fiancé's luxury apartment on a rainy night to surprise him with homemade soup. Inside, she found her fiancé, Branden, tangled in the sheets with her sister, Dorathy. The soup spilled like blood on the marble floor as they coldly told her she was just in the way. Fleeing the betrayal, Chloe sought refuge at her adoptive family's estate, only to face a worse nightmare. Dorathy had already twisted the truth. The family didn't believe a single word Chloe said. Her grandmother slapped her, her mother turned a blind eye, and in the ensuing struggle, Chloe was shoved down the grand staircase. Lying at the bottom of the stairs with blood pooling from her head, Chloe heard her grandmother's chilling order. "No ambulance. Don't let her die in my house and cause a scandal." Her sister smirked from above. All the love and loyalty she had given this family for twenty years meant absolutely nothing. She was just a disposable stray. As she crawled out of the gates and collapsed into the muddy street, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided to a stop beside her. Out stepped Dominic Knight-Branden's ruthless, untouchable uncle, and the true head of the Knight family. He wrapped his expensive coat around her shivering body and gently picked her up. Since they wanted to destroy her, she would just have to return as their worst nightmare: the new Mrs. Knight.”