Reborn To Ruin My Traitorous Ex-Fiancé

Chapter 7

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assistant, was pacing near a black SUV.

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her bored, slightly an

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onfusion. "Are you... are you a

know basic first aid from a mandatory high school health class. H

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her. He allowed Arthur to hook an arm under his shoulder a

. He held Sera's gaze for a long, heavy second. It was a sile

walked toward the staff qu

light blinked on the main camera set up in the hote

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actical tracksuit, her hair pulled back into a tight, severe ponytail. She

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elevator, her boots clicking sharply against the marble floor.

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er keycard against the lock and shoved the door

luxury down duvets, wearing a pink

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tangling her legs in the heavy blankets, and rolled straight of

replaced by a mix of shock, outrage from Fifi's hardcor

r blonde hair was a bird's nest. S

with you? !" Fifi scre

her metal clipboard with a pen. "Wake-up

uty sleep!" Fifi whined, crossing her arms

fted, becoming heavy and oppressive. She stared

ated, her voice dropping to a terrifyingly calm register. "You have exactly ten mi

nd saw absolute, genuine menace. Terrified, she sc

e face. He realized right then that this manage

ered a chillingly polite smile. "O

, her eyes locking onto the door

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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.”