The Ruthless Billionaire's Unwanted Defiant Bride

Chapter 2

Word Count: 700 | Released on: 30/06/2026

uckles white on the steering wheel. His occasional sighs filled the car.

her dress dug into her skin. For the first time, she felt a crushing sense of powerlessness. All

ure," "final notice," and "canceled contracts" drifted through the door. The Roy prop

re for freedom warring with the need to protect her fami

d the door. Her parents looked u

aid, her voice stea

oking the city, Alaric Roy was dismantling a

ul thinking," he said, his German as fluent and prec

encrypted phone on the polished desk. Alaric glanced at the caller ID: Grandfathe

all with a curt dismissal

heerful voice boomed from the other en

fingers tightened around the phon

say that. Which is why it's fortunat

The sister he'd been searching for

swallowed. "What's the condi

ding, once the marriage is publicly

shed in his mind-just before she vanished from their lives.

color of storm clouds. Cold. Empty

rawled beneath him like conquered territory. He felt like a pawn on his

a complete file on a woman named Aracely

eady on your desk, sir. Theodor

ened. He was a puppet in a play he

s inside painted a very different picture-a carefully constructed narrative of a social climber who frequented events kno

onto his desk. To him, she wasn't a person. She was jus

everyone. Arthur answered. It was Alaric Roy's assista

ail pinged on his phone. He opened

age contained a sing

has been signed. The weddi

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The Ruthless Billionaire's Unwanted Defiant Bride

Mei Piaoxiang Modern

“My family's business was on the brink of collapse, and our only lifeline was my forced marriage to Alaric Roy, the city's most ruthless billionaire heir. I tried to sabotage the arrangement by acting like a vulgar gold digger in front of his grandfather, but the old man saw through my act and forced the wedding anyway. On our wedding night, I expected cold indifference, but instead, I got a warden. Alaric threw a fabricated background check at my feet, his eyes full of absolute disgust. He accused me of being a manipulative predator who conspired with his grandfather to trap him. To teach me a lesson, he called his assistant right in front of me and ordered the immediate, hostile takeover of my family's company. "Now do you understand your place?" he sneered. I was humiliated and terrified. I didn't want this marriage any more than he did, yet I was the one paying the price. He abandoned me that night, and the next morning, his past lover crashed the family breakfast. She waved a cufflink around, crying that Alaric had spent the night with her, waiting for me to break down in tears in front of his smirking relatives. Instead of crying, I took a calm sip of my black coffee and turned to the furious family patriarch. "Grandfather, your guest appears to be unwell. The family breakfast table is not the place for a psychiatric evaluation." If they thought I was just going to be a victim in their twisted family drama, they were dead wrong.”