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Left To Drown: The Heiress's Cold Departure

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 992    |    Released on: 25/11/2025

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tacked beside me. That was it. My enti

pull

in the black SUV-the one he used for "business." Th

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d grabbed my wrist. His g

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m your future, Jax. T

rm back, brea

y emergency contact. I scrubbed you

like a physical

t paperwork. It was a blood oath almost as binding as marriage. I

brat," he hissed

ate, tires screeched

SUV. She jumped out, looking perfectly put t

th panic. "My dad called. The rival crew... th

e fabrication glinting in her eyes. She needed to snap

rotect, ingrained in him since b

at me, t

e hollow. "Go save he

finger at me,

think you can come crawling back

won

urned and got into his car with Catalina. H

aillights disappeared.

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heart pounding a s

o the trunk. There, weathered by

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elve. A blood oath of sorts. A p

acked it. I gouged the metal deep into the wood, scrapin

dalism," a

un a

ourse they had. He couldn't let me go

the hood of the SUV. "Look, Jax. She's

ng my work. "You should carve my init

ith cold, dead eyes. "You're

I spat, dropping my

ands were shaking so ha

closer to me, i

" she whispered. "T

she sh

mbled back, my bad knee buck

the same dark, stagnant water syste

l bac

ime in a week. But this part of the pond

anchoring me down. I struggled, thr

gasping for air, wipin

tanding o

reach out a hand. Clo

me struggling

ina, who was laughing-a

hands in h

voice carrying effortlessly over the

s arm around Catalina's should

ed them

e in the f

e sludge. I dug my fingers into the muddy ban

shivering, covered

in that moment. Love is a stubborn

hope

colder, harder, and infinite

too

ook back a

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Left To Drown: The Heiress's Cold Departure
Left To Drown: The Heiress's Cold Departure
“I was the fiancée of the Chicago Outfit's heir, a bond sealed by blood and eighteen years of history. But when his mistress pushed me into the freezing pool at our engagement gala, Jax didn't swim toward me. He swam past me. He scooped up the girl who pushed me, cradling her like fragile glass, while I struggled against the weight of my gown in the murky water. When I finally dragged myself out, shivering and humiliated before the entire underworld, Jax didn't offer a hand. He offered a scowl. "You're making a scene, Eliana. Go home." Later, when that same mistress shoved me down the stairs, shattering my knee and my dance career, Jax stepped over my broken body to comfort her. I overheard him telling his friends, "I'm just breaking her spirit. She needs to learn she's property, not a partner. Once she's desperate enough, she'll be the perfect obedient wife." He thought I was a dog that would always return to its master. He thought he could starve me of affection until I begged for scraps. He was wrong. While he was busy playing protector to his mistress, I wasn't crying in my room. I was packing his ring into a cardboard box. I cancelled my transfer to UCLA and enrolled at NYU instead. By the time Jax realized his "property" was missing, I was already in New York, standing next to a man who looked at me like a queen, not a possession.”
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