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The Ruined Heiress and Her Ruthless Monster

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 812    |    Released on: 08/01/2026

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octave. "He collapsed an hour ago.

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ncy entrance. Vivian threw a wad of cash at the driver and sprinted insid

on the fourth floor

r out of place. But her knuckles were white as she gripped a styrofoam cup. Conra

was brittle. She looked at Vivian

her. "Where is

vian, with the same sharp Sterling jawline but none of the charm. "

ce. She reached for the back of a chair

er shoulder. "This is your fault. He saw the photos of you and Hunter. He saw

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up, smoothing her skirt. "Both of

standing in the corner, looking at their iPad

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er eyes wide and manic. "It's not j

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ls closing in. "But

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us, Mom. H

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ar behind the cruelty. She looked back at the c

the fairytale was over.

th, smoothing the to

Her voice was hollow. "But

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The Ruined Heiress and Her Ruthless Monster
The Ruined Heiress and Her Ruthless Monster
“My fiancé cheated on me with a bottle service girl on the giant screen at our own engagement party. I woke up the next morning in a strange bed, smelling of sandalwood and expensive scotch, only to realize I was in the penthouse of Julian Blackwood-the man I had cruelly humiliated ten years ago. Before I could even process the shame, my world collapsed. My father suffered a massive stroke, and my half-brother Conrad immediately moved to seize the family empire, while a swarm of illegitimate siblings emerged to strip us of every cent. "You're a stain on my floor, Vivian," Julian told me, his eyes as cold as a stormy sea. He didn't just want me gone; he wanted to watch me go bankrupt. My stepmother hissed that I needed to get on my knees and beg him to be our lawyer, or we'd end up on the street. Then, a biker with a metal bat tried to kill me on a dark Hamptons road, proving my own family had already put a price on my head. I didn't understand why the boy I once called "the gardener's son" was now the only one standing between me and a shallow grave. Julian saved my life from the wreck, but his touch felt like a threat. Was he protecting me, or just making sure he was the one who got to finish me off? Standing in the lobby of Blackwood & Partners, I looked straight into the security cameras and told the biggest lie of my life. I told the world that Julian was obsessed with me, turning a restraining order into a scandalous affair. If I had to be a villain to survive my own family, I would be the most dangerous one New York had ever seen.”