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Betrayed Heiress: The Billionaire's Contract Bride

Betrayed Heiress: The Billionaire's Contract Bride

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1400    |    Released on: 21/10/2026

er regards, bitch. Jump, o

der, her heels slipping on the muddy edge of the Long Island cliff. Two masked thugs closed in

ng her a twenty percent family trust. But her fiancé Jax Coffey and her cousin Genie had been tangled up together for a long time, hollowing out that

illed her mouth. Instead of begging, she turned and leape

n from her lungs. Her chest convulsed as the current dragged

sliced through the dark water. A massive black yacht b

oat, his deep ocean-blue eyes looking coldly down at the churning se

ea," one of the security contractors reported, haulin

is head. "Throw her back.

t then, Caesar's gaze passed over her face-pale, soaked, and still strikingly beautif

Bring he

s lower-deck medical bay. She was soaked to the bone, her pale face

It wasn't until they had reached the upper deck, with the wind and rain

, turning the screen toward him. "It took a while-she had no ID

the tablet w

d, and her twenty percent family trust is being stolen by her fiancé Jax and her cousin,

but the satellite phone in his pocket vibrated. He answered it, and the bo

tomorrow, I'm shoving Clarissa Faulkner-the daughter

his tie loose, his gaze dropping back to the unconsc

ent to draft a top-secr

the half-dead woman on th

t even conscio

r awake to make the paperwork legal," C

rp smell of antiseptic. On the bed, Aria's fingers twitched before a violent coughing fit wracked her chest. She gasped for air and bol

she froze and shrank ba

e? How are y

ite, gold-embossed certificate and a thick stack of documents onto her lap. She looked down, her pupils shrinking at the wo

even know you!" Aria snapped, her knuckl

rouser pockets and leaned down,

e. You just need to know

thank you for saving my life, and I will find a way to

ent trust, and last week they planted those tabloid scandals to destroy your name. Right now, the only reason you're not at the bottom of t

a sneered. "You only learned who I

is hands deeper into his pockets, his ton

depends on. Your cousin Genie can hire two men with bats. I can make every camera on the street go dark before they move, make her lawyers flip before the t

ue eyes carrying

. I'm here to tell you that the only card

r mind, then the bats, then the black water closing over her head. She thought of her parents' graves, of the trust slipping through her fingers

he asked quietly, wi

u take your chances with your cousin." Caesar's

s ruined, and just now she had nearly lost her life. Going back meant death. Staying might be another trap. But she had already lo

es again, her amber ga

e. Deal

eyebrow at her

contract." He turned toward the door, pausing halfway to glance b

r clutching the marriage certificate before steppi

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Betrayed Heiress: The Billionaire's Contract Bride
Betrayed Heiress: The Billionaire's Contract Bride
“My parents passed away, leaving me as the sole heir to the Dale family's twenty percent trust fund. But the people I trusted most-my fiancé and my own cousin-conspired to steal it all. They sent masked thugs to a cliffside, forcing me to jump into the freezing Atlantic Ocean. While I was drowning in the abyss, they were at the Waldorf Astoria, throwing a lavish engagement party. My fiancé put on a pained face for the cameras, claiming he would manage my shares in my memory. My cousin leaned against his chest, wearing the couture gown meant for my wedding. They thought they could murder me, roll around naked on my bed, and swallow my fortune without a trace. They truly believed I was just a stupid bimbo who deserved to be played and thrown away. But I didn't die in that pitch-black water. Instead, I was fished out by Wall Street's most ruthless billionaire, Caesar Whitfield. To survive and protect my inheritance, I signed a top-secret marriage agreement with him. The very next night, wearing a black silk dress, I kicked open the heavy doors of their engagement banquet. "My dear fiancé, my funeral hasn't even been held yet, and you're already rushing to marry my cousin?" I held up the USB drive containing their sex tape, backed by my new husband's heavily armed security team. It was time to take back what belonged to me.”