The Billionaire's Second Chance Heiress
e room quietly, without anyone noticing, and had taken refuge in the dark gardens of the villa. The lights from the windows dimly illuminated the winding paths, cast
were a speck of dust, a mere apparition that would fade away on the next breath of wind. He hadn't even bothered to judge her as a potential oppo
rk, the weight of the world on her
clear. She shouldn't have listened. She shouldn't have strained her ears, but something inside her urged
er small inherited fortune. But honestly, she has no idea what's going on here." It was Gabriel
ir own. But he continued, as if every wo
an give you power. They want to sell us this story of a noble heiress
her mind. He ridiculed her. He saw her for what she was, in his opinion: a fragile woman, without real substanc
wasn't going to let him win. She wasn't going to let his words define her. Everything he'd said, every sentence he'd spoken, was going to be the key to who she wa
corridors in search of answers. She knew that in this mansion of marble and crystal, there was more than dreams and lies. There were secrets. The Blackwells weren't
parents, although they had protected her in a golden bubble, had not paid attention to the mind she had forged in the shadows. Curiosity. Patience. Understanding. She approached Gabriel's pr
ecorated with cold luxury, a mix of dark wood and leather, gold-bound books and modern paintings that exuded wealth and seclusion. Gabriel's off
es. He must have kept something, a document, some proof of his vulnerability, something that would prove that behind the Blackwells' immense facade, there we
the Blackwells were on the brink. The financial stability of the empire was fragile. There were hidden debts, devastating investments t
just a document she'd found. This was a weapon. A weapon she could use against him. Gabriel Bla
ment away and left as quietly as she had entered. But as she closed the door, a
er breath. She heard the door open and close with icy softness. Gabriel was there. He was alone, or at least, he seemed to be
't hear. Sophia waited a few more seconds, until he disappeared into another ha
ng to prove to Gabriel Blackwell that he had made the worst mistake of his lif
Romance
Romance
Werewolf
Romance
Modern
Werewolf