Claimed By The Cheating Fiancé's Ruthless Uncle

Chapter 6

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rced glass, but the space between Demetriu

grazed the stone tiles, crushing her against his frame. His tongue pushed past her lips

he crisp cotton of his shirt, her

drifted upward between the brick walls. "Elt

ne. Annabel's spine went rigid, her hands pres

eyes flashed with irritation at the inte

h grazing the sensitive skin of her earl

ld see Elton's hands moving greedily over Jaylynn's back, completely oblivious to t

t sent a jolt of dark am

ion turned lethal, his grip tightening as if the mere sound

around Annabel's shoulders, and stepped in front of

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but it cut through the

led into the car door with a sharp cry. He looked up toward the terrace, his face turning

mered, his knees shaking so hard he ha

down at his nephew, his eyes black and completely de

ind Demetrius in the shadows. In a frantic scramble, he shoved Jaylynn into t

alley, its taillights vanishing into t

turned to

. His thumb reached out, brushin

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cket closer around her neck. Her expression had alr

an effect on peo

into her path. "I have plenty more to

ing him cleanly. "I'll have your jacket

ied, his voice low in the

shed through the glass door a

rom his pocket, lit another ci

. "Done with your late-night rendezvo

development project," Demetrius ordered, watching the cit

ting from playful to razor-sharp. "I'l

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“I stood outside the hotel suite, listening to the muffled gasps of my fiancé, Elton, tangled in the silk sheets with my stepsister, Jaylynn. He thought I was just his poor, obedient assistant. To save his failing company, he planned to steal my architectural blueprints, claim them as his own, and hand all the credit to his new mistress. At the high-society gala, they cornered me in front of the city's elite. Jaylynn flaunted her stolen emeralds and mocked my plain clothes, while Elton demanded I sign over my intellectual property or be blacklisted from the industry forever. Even my biological mother stepped forward, throwing a severance check at my chest in front of the crowd. "You're an ungrateful little stray. Take the money and get out of Jaylynn's life before you ruin her engagement!" They looked at me with absolute disgust, waiting for me to break down, cry, and beg for their mercy. But they had no idea who they were actually stepping on. They didn't know the blueprints they stole were laced with a federal copyright trap that would instantly bankrupt them. And they certainly didn't know that the "destitute orphan" they were bullying was actually the sole heiress to a fourteen-billion-dollar sovereign trust. I calmly took the check, locked in the copyright strike, and walked straight toward Elton's most ruthless backer-the billionaire Demetrius Franco. "Don't you agree that revenge should be theatrical?" I whispered. This time, I was going to pull the floor out from under them all.”