Hers To Take

The Convict Heiress: Marrying The Billionaire

Rollins Laman

The heavy thud of the release stamp was the only goodbye I got from the warden after five years in federal prison. I stepped out into the blinding sun, expecting the same flash of paparazzi bulbs that had seen me dragged away in handcuffs, but there was only a single black limousine idling on the shoulder of the road. Inside sat my mother and sister, clutching champagne and looking at my frayed coat with pure disgust. They didn't offer a welcome home; instead, they tossed a thick legal document onto the table and told me I was dead to the city. "Gavin and I are getting engaged," my sister Mia sneered, flicking a credit card at me like I was a stray dog. "He doesn't need a convict ex-fiancée hanging around." Even after I saved their lives from an armed kidnapping attempt by ramming the attackers off the road, they rewarded me by leaving me stranded in the dirt. When I finally ran into Gavin, the man who had framed me, he pinned me against a wall and threatened to send me back to a cell if I ever dared to show my face at their wedding. They had stolen my biotech research, ruined my name, and let me rot for half a decade while they lived off my brilliance. They thought they had broken me, leaving me with nothing but an expired chapstick and a few old photos in a plastic bag. What they didn't know was that I had spent those five years becoming "Dr. X," a shadow consultant with five hundred million dollars in crypto and a secret that would bring the city to its knees. I wasn't just a victim anymore; I was a weapon, and I was pregnant with the heir they thought they had erased. I walked into the Melton estate and made an offer to the most powerful man in New York. "I'll save your grandfather's life," I told Horatio Melton, staring him down. "But the price is your last name. I'm taking back what's mine, and I'm starting with the man who thinks he's marrying my sister."

Modern Revenge Rebirth/Reborn Arranged marriage Revenge Personal growth

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Lily stared at herself in the mirror with a small smile on her face. She had hurried into the bathroom after making his dinner to play her little dress up game. She knew that he would never look at her for longer than 2 seconds, he never has. Throughout the 5 years of their marriage, he treated her like an eyesore, it felt like looking at her for longer than 5 seconds would cause his eyes to bleed, yet she always played dress up for him, it was a fantasy game. Maybe if I dress up well today, he would look at me, he however never did.

Her eyes trailed over her lean frame, and she felt the bitter taste of rejection in her mouth. She wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but anyone could glance at her twice at least so why... She clenched her hands tightly on her red robe, and she forced herself to subdue the bitter thoughts rising in her mind. He made it clear to her five years ago that she was nothing but a token for a successful business deal, nothing more and nothing less. He had told her to shatter whatever expectations of love she has because it'll never happen.

She deluded herself into thinking if she tried hard enough, he would come around... He never did, but she couldn't bring herself to stop trying. He was an asshole, but at the end of the day he wasn't just any asshole, he was an asshole she loved.

The sound of his car pulling into the driveway forced her out of her thoughts and a big smile lit up her face. She immediately cleared her dressing table, and ran downstairs to the door to welcome him. It was a ritual she has religiously followed for the past 5 days.

Lily's heart dropped to her stomach and soon enough it felt like butterflies, millions of them were fluttering in her belly when Asher walked in with a smile on his face. That has never happened, not even when he closed deals worth millions and billions of dollars. Her hopes immediately skyrocketed the second she sighted him, is this it? Is this the day he finally falls for me? She thought.

Her thought were immediately dashed the minute she saw the person latched onto his arm, a big smile on her face as well. She immediately lost her footing at the sight of them and had to grab onto the door for support.

Beside him was a face she hadn't seen in years, a face that had a striking resemblance with hers but was nothing like her, the same face that Asher was meant to witness on their wedding day but chose to flee. Charlotte, her younger sister and Asher's ex fiancé and one true love was latched onto his arm. A big smile on her face.

"Lily!" Charlotte's high-pitched voice rang in the room, causing Lily to wince. "It's been so long!" A small silence accompanied by a scrutinizing gaze collapsed and Lily prepared herself for whatever vicious thing she was giving to say next, she knew that look all too well. "Did you get fatter? You look it."

A deep chuckle followed her statement and hurt sliced through Lily's heart when she realized it had come from Asher.

"Come, let's have dinner. I'm sure she prepared something for us." He said, looking at her with so much awe, and Lily sucked in a breath. Five seconds, that was all she asked for. For him to look at her for 5 seconds, but he never did, yet here he was, staring at her sister with so much awe... The same girl that outrightly rejected his proposal even when they'd been dating for a while.

"Do you think that's the reason she's getting fat?" Lily heard Charlotte ask as they both walked to the dinning. Her hands immediately enclosed tightly against the hems of her gown, her bottom lip quivered ever so lightly as she tried to hold in the tears that has welled up in her eyes.

Five years ago when her father announced to her that she was to be married to Asher, she had felt a mixture of emotions; surprise, shock, fear, embarrassment, but most of all, excitement. She had liked Asher for a while. A long while even, but the second her sister discovered, she went off and started dating him.

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