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Defying The Ruthless Billionaire Heir

Defying The Ruthless Billionaire Heir

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1288    |    Released on: Today at 15:00

go any furthe

red at the red glow of the taillights reflecting off the thick, untouched snow

said, her voice tight.

ed around, his face apologetic but firm. "I can

ee days prepping for this, researching the Black family, honing her pitch. Two hu

wallet. She leaned forward and han

er back a step. Snow poured down the collar of her thin wool coat, melting in

tep was a battle. Her toes went numb in minutes, the cold climbing up her calves like a slow paralysis. She

den ice beneath the snow. By the time she saw the gates, he

y looked like they belonged to a prison, or a kingdom. Beyond them, set far back against the gray sky, wa

her fingers trembling so badly she had

ared her throat. "This is Johana Neal. I hav

through, her eyes widening. The driveway was perfectly clear, swept clea

all, solid oak with iron studs. Before

ty, with silver hair slicked back perfectl

d his eyes swept over her soaked coat and snow-caked h

f lemon polish and burning wood. He took her coat before she could protest, handin

down shortly. Please

useum. High ceilings, dark wood paneling, furniture that looked older

es standing in front of flags. But as she leaned closer, she noticed something odd. In every photo that featured a man who was clearly

s Ne

had been poured into her cream-colored cashmere dress. Her blonde hair was styled in a flaw

ghtening her spine. "I apologize

in a blizzard to be on time. That speaks volumes about your character."

. Karon sat across from her, crossi

aron said. "Georgetown University, full sch

you,

oach Alistair's history curriculum? He

his transcript, correct? I would focus on the political motivations rather than just the ba

. "Exactly my thought. The mechanics of power." She paused, tilting her head slight

works at the county clerk's office." Johana kept her voice level, refusing to be as

hifted in the air. A faint chill that had nothing to do with the w

e all else. My husband, Elmer Black, is a very important figure in Washington. Our lives are under co

table and handed it to Johana. It was a Non

ign this before we

her name on the dotted line. Her dignity was a luxury she couldn't

warming again. "Welcome to the fa

she didn't know she wa

out. And please, be

coat-it was completely dry, pressed, and warm. He also handed

whispered, feeling l

wn so thick she could barely see the gate. She pulled out her ph

the only thing keeping her dry, staring

the garage beneath the house. A Bentley Mulsanne. It moved like a shark, s

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Defying The Ruthless Billionaire Heir
Defying The Ruthless Billionaire Heir
“Johana walked half a mile through a brutal blizzard just to secure a tutoring job with the elite Black family. But the very night she was hired, she received a terrifying call from the ER-her quiet roommate, Hazelle, had been drugged and severely traumatized at a Hamptons party. When Johana rushed to the hospital, she didn't find the police. Instead, she found a team of ruthless billionaires erasing the crime. Leading them was Dalton Black, the cold, arrogant older brother of her new student. Within minutes, Dalton's fixers wiped the hospital's security footage, deleted all digital evidence, and forcefully transferred Hazelle to a locked private psychiatric facility. "We are ensuring her privacy." Dalton's voice was devoid of emotion, treating the horrific assault like a minor PR glitch. His friends mocked Johana's powerlessness, while Dalton authorized a blank check to pay for the private ward, effectively burying the scandal and buying their silence. Johana stood in the sterile hallway, trembling with a mix of despair and absolute rage. How could they destroy an innocent girl's life and simply pay to make it disappear? Why was the truth so easily erased by money? She had no wealth, no connections, and no proof, but she refused to be a victim of their cover-up. Staring directly into Dalton's intimidating, icy blue eyes, Johana made a vow. "I don't want your money. I will find out what you monsters did to her." She thought the billionaire heir would crush her on the spot, but instead, he watched her walk away and quietly ordered his assistant: "Find out everything about Johana Neal."”