Rebirth: Reclaiming My Stolen Heiress Life

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red burning deep within my veins. I looked up at the towering gothic spires of St. Patrick's Cathedral, a place that was supposed to witness my happily ever after, but was actually the

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nauseatingly fake affection, her perfectly manicured nails digging slightly into my skin. "We were worried sick! Running around the night before your

of her grasp. She was an excellent, manipulative actress. I knew for a fact she saw the unmistakable, dark reddish purple love bites

ne I was supposed to wear. If a passerby didn't know better, they would undoubtedly assume she was the one getting married today. It was a blatant insult, a psychological power play she had use

he delicately touched her own hair, making sure her diamond earrings caught the morning light. "Brother in law Anders has been waiting for you all

Arthur had mentioned their eight year old daughter. That meant right now, at this exact moment as she stood before me playing the innocent sister, Keshia

a secret family behind my back. The sheer audacity of their deceit fueled the fire in my heart. They were

ace, the heavy oak cathedral doors swung open violently, hitting the stone walls

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e was a deep, mottled purple with absolute, uncontrollable rage. As a man who had navigated the dirty, scandalous waters of high society for decades, he took one look at my slightly disheveled

arriving guests who were beginning to gather near the entrance. He stormed towards me with terrifying speed, his fists clenched ti

tent. He was fully prepared to strike my face, to beat me into submission and humilia

heek, a large, incredibly muscular arm sh