Reborn To Ruin My Traitorous Ex-Fiancé

Chapter 2

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heavy, drug-la

man holding her. She met a pair of striking, icy blue eyes.

th her cheek. Her trembling fingers instinctively reached u

oarse, broken rasp. "Call 911. Ambulance.

He noted the torn silk dress knotted at her shoulder, the dark, angry bruises forming on

apped. Her grip on his lapel failed. Her hand dropped limply to her side, and sh

. With smooth, effortless strength, he lifted her

doors down th

He froze mid-step. His eyes widened as he stared at his A-list client holdin

, gesturing silently toward the ajar door of Room

ly walked past Kian and pushed the

d-stained crystal ashtray. And he saw Lars

door with his sleeve, pulling it firmly shut. He aggressiv

olor draining from his face. "T

, cutting through the tension. "Clean the room. Move him ou

lling his encrypted phone from his pocke

ed Sera down the opposite end of the hallway, h

swiped his solid black keycard over th

rowded public lobby entirely. It dropped straig

ver saw him approaching and instantly threw

he plush leather backseat, making sure her h

a's unconscious body reacted to the trauma and the chil

oulders and draped it carefully over her trembling form, tucki

ed the sleev

fingers were curled into tight, precise fists. Her thumbs were locked

" Kian instructed the driver, pulling his gaze aw

ed to life and sped

observed the precise, tactical bruising forming across her knuckles. It wasn't the random bruising

ened into a sharp,

ed into the secure, gated loading

ith a gurney the moment the doors opened. Sera was transferred

llway of the clinic. He faced Dr. Evans, a man ac

ment enacted immediately," Kian demanded, his t

"She's been dosed with a heavy sedative. Rohypnol, most likely. She nee

out. It was a text from Marcus: Donovan transpor

Cancel my script reading f

. The cool IV fluids slowly began to dilute the poison in her blood. He

ur pa

ead, she stared up at a sterile, bright white ceiling. The ambient smell of Lar

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Reborn To Ruin My Traitorous Ex-Fiancé

Ive Gutterson Modern

“Sera was the obedient, spoiled Hollywood socialite of the Beaumont family, completely devoted to her fiancé, Ethan. But her life ended in a freezing Eastern European warehouse, chained to a damp concrete floor. Right before she died, her captors shoved the transfer documents in her face. Ethan had sold her to human traffickers to cover his massive underground gambling debts. While she suffered in absolute hell, her adoptive mother went on national television. She squeezed out fake tears, publicly framing Sera for stealing family funds and eloping with a secret lover. Sera's reputation was completely destroyed, and she was left to die a miserable, agonizing death in the dark. She didn't understand why her family treated her like a disposable piece of trash. She understood even less how the man who promised to marry her could hand her over to monsters without a second thought. When she opened her eyes again, the biting cold and heavy iron chains were gone. She was back five years in the past. She was lying on a hotel bed, her limbs heavy with date-rape drugs, while a predatory Hollywood director hovered inches from her face. It was the exact "exclusive audition" Ethan had arranged to exploit her for the very first time. Sera didn't scream. With lethal, practiced precision, she shattered the director's wrist and brought a heavy crystal ashtray down on his skull. The bleeding man collapsed onto the carpet and whimpered. "Ethan promised... he said you'd be compliant..." Staring at his pathetic face, a cold, predatory smile stretched across Sera's lips. This time, she was going to systematically dismantle their lives.”