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Flash Marriage To The Ruthless Heir

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 767    |    Released on: Today at 14:28

y library, the air thick with the s

lit fireplace. Damien, looking like a sullen teenager, rem

own, D

nto a sofa as far away from Chloe as

ancient-looking velvet box. Inside, nestled on a bed of faded silk, w

the table before Chloe, "my late wife, Eleanor Stone,

ratitude for Miranda saving Eleanor's life during a climbing accident, the Stone family had pledged a bond. If th

ed, remembering Mrs. Peters

ied on that mountain if not for Miranda's quick thinking and medical skill. This is not mere

is the 21st century. You can't seriously be considerin

This is a matter of duty. You dishonored Miss Beaumont. Now you learn she i

mien had no rebuttal. He cou

s a disgraced orphan, the next she was the

?" It was the only quest

e best doctors in the world are attending to her. The poison was rare, requiring a specific blood ser

olid anchor in the swir

ed to his son. "You will

tanding up. "I will not ha

hairmanship of the Stone Group is also something you'd like to refuse. Your 'illegitimate' status i

ent pale. His status as a so-called bastard son wa

t marry her, I will take over her protection personally. Whi

blow. Power, Damien could li

lstrom of fury, desperation, and a raw posses

ent observer in a war being fought

who had violated

mother's attacker and to fight Richard's family. It was a transaction. A deal

uld speak, she m

l do

ugh the tension, stunnin

gaze locking with Damien'

ve smile spread ac

unpredictable creature who had somehow seized control o

s and his own body's desperate need,

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Flash Marriage To The Ruthless Heir
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“Chloe Beaumont woke up in a stranger's hotel bed, her body aching and her mind foggy from a cheap, cloying drug. Rushing home, she was met with a forged death certificate and the sickening smirk of her stepsister. Her stepfather and stepsister had poisoned her mother, faked her death, and orchestrated Chloe's hotel trap to steal her family's pharmaceutical empire. They demanded she sign away her inheritance, threatening to withhold her mother's ashes if she refused. They mercilessly mocked her ruined reputation, painting her as a fallen heiress who spent her nights with random men. Just as her world crumbled, a loyal housekeeper whispered a desperate secret: her mother wasn't dead, but hidden away by a powerful family. A tidal wave of rage washed away Chloe's grief. Her own family had used a fake death to torment her and a drugged drink to destroy her dignity. They thought she was a naive girl they could easily break and discard. But they didn't know the stranger from the hotel was Damien Stone, the ruthless heir to the city's most powerful empire-and her fated fiancé from a decades-old pact. Tearing the forged will to shreds, Chloe looked at the predators in her living room with terrifying serenity. "I will make the people responsible pay a thousand times over." She would marry the devil to borrow his army, and the war for her legacy had just begun.”