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The Genius Heiress They Tried To Break

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 820    |    Released on: 05/01/2026

ivate clinic hummed with a sound

heel as my temperature hit 104 degrees. My vision had blurred on the highway,

to die, and too insi

y life in clear, saline drops. No one sat in the chair beside my bed. No flowers on

ody felt like lead. Gritting my teeth, I pushed myself up,

e wounded foot soldiers of the underworld. Then, I hea

le bird. Just

as tender, a soft baritone I hadn

o the water cooler. But I was a masochist for the tru

a tiny bandage on her finger-a paper cut, perhaps. Luca sat on the edge of the b

de of spun glass-precious, fragile

himpered, turning her

strand of hair from her face. "I'm here. I'm not going

rned white. He had left me burning with fever to watc

eyes darting toward the door as if sh

he's tough. She has no right to mind that I prioritize

was silent, but it felt like

y legs shaking, and

optive brother. Th

h a sneer, taking in my

his voice low and dangerou

, leaning against the wall for

"You're jealous. You can't stand that Sofia is the real princes

id, though the word tas

a's life for eleven years. You lived in her room. You wore her clothes. You spent th

gaining a fraction of strength. "I launde

ok up. "You were a placeholder, Elena. We kept you because it looked bad to

eath smelling of stale tob

ghtful place. She loves him, and he clearly prefers her. Stop cling

it was in the casual way he delivered them, as if my

nd shuffled back to my room, the wheels of

the cold bed and s

s a placeholder. But he was wrong abo

lett

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The Genius Heiress They Tried To Break
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“I stood outside the Genovese estate in the freezing rain for two hours, waiting for the man I loved to let me in. I was Elena Russo, the brilliant forensic accountant who had just laundered forty million dollars for the family. I was the adopted daughter, the fixer, and the fiancée of the Underboss, Luca. But the moment Sofia, the "real" daughter, returned, I became nothing but a placeholder. Luca looked me in the eye, swirling his scotch, and delivered the blow. "I need you to hand your work over to Sofia. She needs the prestige to be accepted by the Commission." He demanded I give up my life's work-a complex laundering algorithm-so his new favorite could take the credit. When I refused, the humiliation began. Sofia faked a fall into the pool, and my adoptive father kicked me into the deep end to "teach me a lesson." I nearly drowned. Luca didn't save me. He handed me a diving mask and told me to find Sofia's lost ring at the bottom of the freezing pool before I was allowed to warm up. They stole my code. They ruined my reputation at the university. They slapped me in front of the press. They thought I was a stray dog with nowhere to go. They were wrong. Lying in the hospital bed, I dialed a number I had memorized years ago. "This is Asset 724," I whispered. "I'm ready to come home." The next day, the Russo empire began to crumble. And when a convoy of black SUVs arrived to collect me, Luca finally realized his mistake. My real father wasn't a nobody. He was Don Moretti, the King of the West Coast. And he was here to burn their world to ash.”
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