The Runaway Heiress And Her Monster

With twelve dollars in my bank account and a freezing apartment, my friend forced me into a velvet dress to attend an exclusive underground party for free food. But the night quickly turned into a nightmare when a drunk thug attacked me, nearly strangling me to death in a dark hallway. Just as my lungs burned for air, a terrifying man stepped out of the shadows and shattered my attacker's bones. He was Axel Carrillo, the billionaire owner of the club. But instead of feeling safe, my blood ran cold. His dark, dead eyes perfectly mirrored the wealthy monster who had abused and locked me in a basement years ago. He trapped me in his VIP room, surrounding me with the elite crowd that openly mocked my poverty. I didn't understand why this ruthless billionaire was looking at me like a predator watching its prey. I had barely escaped the nightmare of the rich once; I wasn't going to let another powerful man own my life. Faking a twisted ankle, I stumbled forward, falling directly into his chest. In less than a second, I expertly slipped the thick money clip and custom leather wallet from his pocket, grabbed my broken stilettos, and ran blindly into the freezing night. I used his crisp hundred-dollar bills to pay my overdue rent, locking his silver-crested wallet in my desk drawer. What I didn't know was that Axel had let me steal it, smiling in the dark as he whispered to his security. "Let her keep the bait."

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A manager ran up to Gilbert and whispered in his ear. Gilbert frowned and walked toward the front desk. Kindra followed him without looking back.

Adelynn stood on the edge of the dance floor. A group of girls pushed past her, knocking her backward.

When she caught her balance, Kindra and Gilbert were gone.

Adelynn let out a breath. Her chest felt lighter. She just needed to find a corner and wait for the food.

She pressed her back against the wall and started walking. She dodged men holding glasses of amber liquid.

A hand slammed down on her shoulder.

Adelynn spun around. Her heart jumped into her throat.

Beatrice stood there. She wore a silver fringe dress and held a martini glass.

"Oh my god! I almost didn't recognize you in that dress!" Beatrice screamed over the music.

Adelynn pushed Beatrice's hand off her shoulder.

"When do we eat?"

Beatrice rolled her eyes. She grabbed Adelynn's wrist and pulled her away from the wall.

They walked through a velvet rope into a raised seating area. The couches were black leather. It was quieter here.

A man sat in the center of the largest couch. He had a dark beard and cold eyes. Jax. The owner of the club.

Beatrice pulled Adelynn forward.

"Look who I found."

Jax leaned back against the leather. His eyes started at Adelynn's feet and moved slowly up to her face. He looked at her like she was a car he was thinking about buying.

The muscles in Adelynn's neck tightened. The nausea returned. This was how Festus Callahan looked at her before deciding which business partner to sell her to.

Jax lifted his chin. "Sit down. Drinks are on me tonight."

Adelynn didn't move. She looked down at him. A bitter smile formed on her lips.

"Trading other people's liver health for your own ego. What a great business model."

The people on the couches stopped talking. The silence in the booth was heavy. Everyone stared at Adelynn.

Jax's smile vanished. His jaw clenched.

Beatrice turned pale. She grabbed the fabric of Adelynn's dress and pulled it.

"Shut up," Beatrice hissed.

Adelynn ripped her dress out of Beatrice's grip. She stared straight into Jax's eyes. She didn't blink.

Jax let out a harsh laugh. He opened his mouth to speak.

A green laser light from the second-floor balcony flashed across Jax's face.

Adelynn looked up. The second floor was enclosed in one-way glass. She couldn't see anything. But the hairs on her arms stood up. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Someone was watching her.

The feeling was suffocating. She needed to get out of this booth.

She looked at Beatrice. "I'm going to the bar to find food."

Beatrice reached for her again, but Adelynn turned around. She pushed her way past the velvet rope and walked into the crowd.

Jax stared at her back. He slammed his glass down on the table. Ice spilled over the edge.

Beatrice sat down next to him and touched his chest.

Adelynn kept walking. She headed straight for the most crowded part of the room. The bar.

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Tentu, saya akan menambahkan POV (Point of View) ke setiap bab sesuai dengan permintaan Anda, tanpa mengubah format atau konten lainnya. I lay dying on a hospital gurney, my internal organs crushed from shielding my sister during the crash. Yet, my parents were down the hall, cooing over Estrella' s minor scratches while ignoring my fading pulse. "She' s faking it for attention," my father spat. "She' ll regret this stunt when she gets home." When the nurse frantically told them I was gone, my mother didn't shed a tear. She laughed. "Nice try," she sneered at the nurse. "Tell Carolina to stop playing dead. It' s pathetic." My spirit watched helplessly as they turned my funeral into a performance, painting me as the "difficult" child who finally ruined their lives. I thought my suffering was over, but then a violent pull dragged me back from the void. I opened my eyes in a stranger's body-Claire Tillman, a billionaire heiress betrayed by her fiancé. Now armed with a new face and unlimited resources, I realized I had a second chance. I wasn't just going to survive; I was going to destroy the fiancé who wronged Claire, and then I was coming for the family that let me die.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.9

He Gave My Ring to Her, So I Wedded His Rival

7.9

On their anniversary, my fiancé humiliated me by giving my heirloom ring to his lover. This ultimate betrayal shattered our future, but I refused to play the victim. Instead, I approached his most powerful rival, a man he feared and envied. By proposing a strategic marriage to this billionaire, I secured a path to reclaim my dignity. Now, as the wife of the man who can destroy him, I will watch my former lover lose everything he holds dear.

Billionaire Modern Romance

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Married to the CEO by Morning

7.5

After my boyfriend of four years publicly humiliated me at a charity gala, calling me a "charity case," I drowned my sorrows at a dive bar and had a one-night stand with a stranger. I woke up the next morning in a luxury hotel suite to find out the stranger was Christian Porter, the most ruthless billionaire on Wall Street. Worse, paparazzi had photographed us leaving the bar. He coldly informed me that the photos would create a scandal that could tank his company's upcoming IPO, costing him hundreds of millions. As if my world wasn't collapsing fast enough, I got a call that my younger brother had been arrested for assaulting my ex in my defense. Christian didn't want my apology; he wanted a solution. He slammed a prenuptial agreement on the table in front of me. He gave me an ultimatum: sign a two-year marriage contract to turn the scandal into a corporate fairy tale, or he would ruin me. Trapped, I agreed. But when my furious brother confronted him at the police station, Christian looked him dead in the eye and said something that left me breathless. "I didn't marry her to solve a problem," he said, his voice echoing in the small room. "I married her because I've been in love with her for ten years."

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.0

My Divorce Began At The Airport

9.0

After three years of a hollow marriage, Jane waits at the airport for her husband, only to witness him publicly embracing his former lover. This ultimate betrayal shatters her remaining hope, prompting her to demand a divorce immediately. As she reclaims her independence and moves on, her billionaire ex-husband suddenly realizes the depth of his loss. He begins a desperate, relentless pursuit to win back the woman he once took for granted.

Billionaire Modern Romance

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Stormwater Collection Station

7.9

In this modern billionaire romance, a high-stakes encounter unfolds at a stormwater collection station, setting the stage for an unexpected connection. As personal ambitions clash with hidden vulnerabilities, two individuals from different worlds find their lives intertwined amidst the shadows of corporate power. This story explores the delicate balance between duty and desire, testing whether love can truly flourish in an environment built on secrets and wealth.

Billionaire Modern Romance

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The Billionaire's Deadline Bride

8.7

At twenty-three, Adrian Vale inherited a ten-billion-dollar empire... and a ruthless condition in his father's will: Marry before twenty-five - or lose control of Vale Consortium. With only months left, the board pressures him. Investors panic. Political rivals circle. Vanessa Cole is the perfect solution - elegant, connected, and the daughter of a powerful senator. A marriage to her would secure billion-dollar contracts from New York City to London. And then she drops a bombshell. She's pregnant. The media explodes. Headlines declare: Billionaire Heir Secures His Legacy! The board demands an immediate engagement. The public celebrates the "royal" baby. Adrian is stunned. Because he knows something isn't right. Meanwhile, Zara Bello - the only woman who ever loved him before the billions - has disappeared from his life after discovering his secret identity. What Adrian doesn't know is this: Zara is carrying his real child. Alone. Heartbroken. And determined never to beg a billionaire for love. As wedding plans accelerate and Vanessa tightens her grip with staged hospital visits and carefully leaked ultrasound photos, Adrian begins to investigate. What he uncovers is devastating. Fake medical records. Bribed doctors. A calculated plot to trap him into marriage and hand her father control of Vale Consortium. But exposing Vanessa means public humiliation. Stock collapse. Corporate war. And if he's wrong? He destroys the mother of his "child" - and his last chance to keep the empire. Now Adrian must choose: Marry the woman claiming his baby and secure his power... Or risk losing billions to protect the woman secretly carrying his true heir. Because in a world where pregnancy is a weapon and love is a liability- The biggest betrayal isn't in the boardroom. It's in the nursery.

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