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The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 9| The woman you're looking for is dead
Damien I stepped into the boardroom, my secretary trailing six feet behind me. The people who were already seated scrambled to their feet. I glanced at them briefly before taking my usual spot, signaling with a wave of my hand for everyone to sit down. My eyes drifted lazily to the floor-to-ceiling windows beside me, fingers tapping rhythmically against the leather armrest of my chair. The room was tense; no one dared to look me in the eye for more than a second, their gazes darting back to their papers, their screens—anywhere but at me. “The goal… today is to…” The head of marketing cleared his throat, attempting to push through his presentation. His voice wavered slightly. Normally, I might have given him a chance to finish, might have let him fumble his way through his notes with a slight air of tolerance. But not today. “I didn’t realize I’d hired a stutterer," I interrupted, my tone colder than the marble floors beneath my feet. "Or did your brain freeze in the Atlantic
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 10| Who am I?
For the first time in what felt like forever, I had a nice dream. It was soft and warm, filling me with a sense of peace I didn’t even realize I’d been craving. In that dream, I had a family—a good family, one that felt like home. Laughter echoed around me, hands held mine, and I didn't have to put on a mask to be loved. For once, I felt whole. I was happy. If this was heaven, I wanted to stay here forever. But slowly, that warmth began to slip away from my grasp. My chest tightened as I tried to hold onto the fragments, but they faded. And I was alone in a dark room, with no sunlight or warmth. Cold, mocking faces stared down at me, enjoying my pain as they kicked and stabbed me to the point I wished I was dead. I begged, cried, prayed—but nothing happened. I was left to rot in darkness, with no one to turn to. No one to hug and love me. I should just give up. There was no use fighting for something that would eventually be taken away from me. Just as everything was about t
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 11| I might truly belong here.
AstridA month had passed since I had woken up from a coma. And every night, without fail, I’d dream. The dreams were always the same, or at least they felt the same. I could remember feeling connected, then heartbroken, like something precious had been lost.And when I woke up, with my cheeks damp with tears, I was met with the same empty feeling, like I was staring into a black void where my past should be.The woman who sat by my bed every day, the one who called herself my mother, would look at me with gentle eyes full of worry, as if she knew something I didn’t. As if she was praying my memory would never return.I wondered what kind of life I had lived until now. I knew a few things about myself—just fragments, really. I was told I went missing when I was twelve years old. And they claimed they had been looking for me ever since.Every time I asked her if she knew anything about my life, about who I was living with before they found me, or about the father of my unborn children,
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 12| Welcome back
12| Aurora Six years later “Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We’ll be beginning our descent shortly. Please fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing.” The pilot’s voice crackled through the speakers, pulling me out of my concentration. I blinked, my fingers pausing over the medical analysis displayed on my tablet. With a sigh, I pulled my earbuds out, letting the world filter back in around me, and stretched my neck from side to side to ease the stiffness that had settled there during the long flight. It had been a grueling fourteen hours in the air, most of which I’d spent poring over patient files, analysis reports, and clinical research data. I looked out the window, the clouds thinning to reveal the city below. How many years had it been? Six years? Yes, it had been six years since I left the country. I could still remember when I first brought it up and how everyone reacted. My mother was obviously against it, and so was Noah. They were so cli
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 13| Is Something Wrong, Mr. Lawson?
Aurora Sometimes I asked myself why I couldn’t walk away when I saw someone being mistreated. Was it pity, or just basic human conscience? No, I knew it ran deeper than that. The anger that flared up inside me wasn’t simple empathy—it was something rooted in my own scars, my own memories of helplessness that I couldn't remember. "What do you think you're doing?." I took a step forward, looking each of them in the eye with a calm, cold expression. "Were you about to raise your hand on him and get away with it?” The woman’s eyes widened as she turned to look at me, clearly startled. For a moment, silence fell over the area, the tension thick in the air as she processed the fact that someone had actually stopped her. “Who the hell are you?” she spat, yanking her hand back and straightening her posture, trying to regain her composure. “How dare you touch me? Do you know who I—” “Oh, save it,” I replied calmly, cutting her off. “Is that line supposed to scare me? Because I don’
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 14| He knew his life was over
Aurora “Is something wrong, Mr. Lawson?” I asked, my tone deliberately casual, though I could see the fear taking root in his eyes. “I thought I was going to get banned.” I could practically hear the rapid beating of his heart as he stared at me, wishing he could dig a hole and crawl inside it. But I looked at him with a cold, indifferent expression. Oh, he’d wish that hole was more than six feet under. “What? Cat got your tongue? I thought you could destroy my life with just a single phone call?” I grinned, eyes turning colder. “Or, maybe I should do the honors of destroying yours.” He swallowed hard, his hands suddenly trembling. “I-I… I didn’t realize…” His voice was barely a whisper now, stripped of its previous arrogance. “I thought you were… I mean, I didn’t expect…” He trailed off, unable to complete his sentence. Everyone was fully invested in the scene now, forgetting they had flights to catch. Even the men trailing behind him looked surprised—they must have never seen
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 15| Get Married
Damien I leaned my back against the wall, tilting my head indifferently as I watched the scene unfold. My gaze darted between the two girls who looked utterly humiliated, and the man who was pale, shaken, his fury barely contained. And then, there was her—walking away with a calm, unbothered grace that was almost… mesmerizing. She moved through the crowd with her head held high, completely unaffected by the commotion she’d left everyone in. A faint smile tugged at the corner of my mouth, an unfamiliar sense of interest flickering to life as I watched her go. Interesting. When my private jet malfunctioned, I had to book an entire plane to return back to the USA. I had no idea I would be entertained. I allowed myself a moment to study her as she walked away, her back straight, movements calm and nonchalant. Who would have thought my rival's younger sister would be this interesting. "Mr. Damien," a voice interrupted my thoughts. My assistant, Jason, stood beside me, his ey
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 16| I Have Conditions
The room seemed to grow colder, the weight of his words settling like a stone in my chest. I didn’t move, didn’t react, I was too stunned to speak. The whole world seemed to blur around me. What? I must have heard wrong. He's dying? Dying? What kind of stupid statement was that? Was this another attempt of his to set me up with another woman? If this was a joke, I swear to God, no one would be laughing after this. “Say that again.” I growled, my tone sharper than I intended. “I’m not in the mood for jokes.” “Damien,” he began, taking a deep breath, his gaze shifting to the family portrait on the wall—the one taken years ago, before the accident that changed our lives. When he looked back at me, his eyes were tired, almost haunted. “I'm not joking. I'm sick. I don't have much time left. And I can't leave this world knowing you have nobody by your side. This is my last wish, and I hope you can grant me before my death.” I frowned, something unsettling stirring at the back of my
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The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 32| I was going to die
Aurora I stared at him, at those impossibly dark eyes that seemed to pierce right through me, at the sharp, sculpted features of his face. The man sat so casually in front of me, one leg crossed over the other, his arms resting lazily on the armrests of his chair, like he owned not just the room, but the whole damn world. His gaze was fixed squarely on me, and there was an air of lazy amusement around him—as if he was thoroughly enjoying my discomfort. “You have to take responsibility, Ms. Aurora,” he had said just a moment ago, his deep, slow voice pulling me into some kind of vortex. Responsibility? Me? Take responsibility? For what? I frowned, confusion written all over my face as I sat frozen in my chair. Why would I need to take responsibility? I didn’t do anything……that drastic. Right? My gaze involuntarily lowered, he was wearing a crisp white shirt now, the kind that looked absurdly expensive. But the faint red marks trailing along the base of his throat was
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 31|You have to take responsibility
Aurora I woke up to a pounding headache, my temples throbbing with a relentless ache that made me groan softly. My throat was parched, every swallow dry and scratchy, as though I’d spent the entire night screaming. But worse, there was this heat—this strange, pulsing warmth coursing through my body, as if I were burning from the inside out. “What time is it? Am I late for work?” I muttered groggily, barely able to form a coherent thought. My hand instinctively reached toward my bedside table, groping around for my phone. But it wasn’t there. I frowned, still too dazed to think clearly. My hand moved in circles over the smooth, empty surface. No lamp. No stack of documents I’d left the night before. No phone. What the hell. With a soft groan, I opened my eyes, though they were still heavy with exhaustion, and blinked against the dim light of the room. The ceiling above me wasn’t mine—black, sleek, and unfamiliar. Wait a minute. I sat up slowly, my body aching in strang
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 30| She will be staying in my room.
Damien Damien The sleek black car rolled up to the front of my estate, its tires crunching softly against the gravel.The car came to a stop, and Jason stepped out first, moving quickly to open the back door. I glanced down at the woman, her head resting on my lap as if it were some kind of pillow. I didn’t wait for him to offer assistance; I shifted the doctor in my arms, her body nestled against me, fast asleep. She stirred slightly, her soft breath warm against my neck as she unconsciously snuggled closer into my chest.I stepped out of the car, the cool night air brushing against my face, and walked toward the entrance. The bodyguards stood at attention outside, their postures rigid, their gazes forward as though they hadn’t just seen their employer cradling a woman in his arms, but I could sense their curiosity in the way their heads remained perfectly forward, too still to be natural.When I entered the house, the muted gasps of the staff greeted me. The maids exchanged glanc
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 29| I wouldn’t be able to stop
Damien“I’m so horny. I want you.”Her words hit me like a jolt of electricity, my grip tightening on her waist as I froze in place. I flicked my gaze towards the rearview mirror. The driver’s eyes widened slightly, his gaze darting away as if pretending he hadn’t heard. Without a word, I reached for the partition controls and pressed the button. The glass slid up slowly, separating us from the front of the car.“Mr. Elevator…” she murmured, her tone filled with desire as she leaned closer to me.I turned to her, my face impassive as always, though my mind was racing inside.The flush on her cheeks, the glazed look in her eyes, the way she was pressed against my body—I was losing control.No, I had to resist. I could not lose control. Not now. Not ever. Not like that night.Her hand reached for me, but before she could touch me, I grabbed her by the waist, lifting her with ease and placing her firmly in the seat beside me.“Stay,” I said sharply, my tone cold and commanding.But she
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 28| This woman was going to be the death of me
Damien “I won’t allow you to take her, Damien. I don’t trust her with you.” For a second, I didn’t respond. I just stared at him, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. The audacity. The sheer arrogance. Does he think he has nine lives? Because I’m about to make sure he only has one left—and barely at that. “Let go,” I said, my tone flat and dangerously low. My patience was hanging by a thread, and I didn’t bother hiding it. Alexander didn’t move. His grip tightened slightly, as if he thought he could stop me. “I mean it,” he said. “You don’t care about people, Damien. She needs help, not whatever cold indifference you plan to throw her way. You can’t take care of anyone—that’s just who you are. If you take her, you’ll destroy her.” I arched an eyebrow, amusement flickering in my gaze. “That's rich coming from you.” I titled my head slightly. “When you’re the one who started all this in the first place. You create something stupid and let others face the consequences
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 27| What the hell was happening to me?
DamienI sat in the private lounge on the second floor, legs crossed as I leaned back in the leather chair, my gaze fixed on the scene below. The ballroom stretched out before me, a sea of glittering dresses, sharp suits, and champagne glasses sparkling under the golden lights.The crowd moved like a well rehearsed dance, but my attention wasn’t on them—it was on her.Dr. Aurora.I swirled the wine glass in my hand lazily, watching as she entered the room earlier with Alexander at her side. It was unexpected. I hadn’t thought I would see her again so soon after that elevator encounter.She didn’t seem out of place here, despite the fact that she wasn’t like the rest of these vultures. It was as if she were the main character, and everyone else was just there to play a supporting role. My gaze traveled down her length. Her black dress hugged her in all the right places, making her stand out without even trying. She was stunning, even I had to admit it.I should have looked away then.
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 26| Mr. Elevator?
Aurora For some reason, this feeling was familiar, as if I had experienced it before, but I couldn’t remember when. I shifted uncomfortably, the room felt stifling. It was far too warm, despite the air conditioning. Something was wrong. My hands trembled slightly as I set the empty glass down on a nearby table, my breathing shallow and uneven. Heat radiated through my body, making my skin feel feverish. My dress was clinging to me in a way that made me want to rip it off. What the hell is happening to me? My cheeks flushed—not with embarrassment, but with a fire that seemed to ignite from deep inside me. A strange haze clouded my mind, and I clenched my fists, fighting to stay in control. Then it clicked. Aphrodisiac. My stomach twisted at the realization, and panic set in. That waiter had spiked my drink. I scanned the room, trying to steady my breathing as my pulse rang in my ears, but he was nowhere to be seen. The crowd blurred together, my vision swam slightl
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 25| Why the hell am I feeling hot?
Aurora“Who the fuck are you? And what are you doing with my boyfriend?”The entire hall fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Every eye turned toward us, curiosity and gossip flashing in their gazes, as though they had just found their next source of entertainment.But me?My eyes were fixed on the shattered glass scattered across the floor. I felt a chill creep through my body, not from fear or humiliation, but from anger—the kind of anger that I had been trying to control all evening. “Your boyfriend?” I asked, slowly lifting my gaze and locking eyes with the woman who had slapped the drink out of my hand.“Yes, my boyfriend. Don’t play dumb. Everyone knows Alexander and I are dating. We might be going through some difficulties right now, but we’re still together. If you think you can seduce him with your ugly face, you’re delusional, you can never replace me, you hoe.”"Are you done with the drama?" I asked, my voice low but calm.The woman blinked, clearly caught off
The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback 24| My first mistake of the night
Aurora My first mistake of the night. "Ms, I'm sorry, but you need an invitation to enter," the woman at the front desk said, her voice firm yet polite. I arched an eyebrow, suppressing the urge to sigh loudly. How did this happen? “I must have forgotten it. Is there any way you could let me in? I’m sure my surname is on the list.” The woman gave me an apologetic smile, but there was no warmth in her expression. “I’m sorry, ma’am. No invitation, no entry. That’s the rule.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, the frustration bubbling beneath my skin. Of course, I’d forget it. My mother had been rushing me all evening, dragging me to a salon to have my hair and makeup done. By the time we finished, she’d conveniently decided she was “too tired to go” and insisted that I still attend. “You’ve already dressed up, Aurora. It would be a shame to waste all the effort,” she’d said with a sly smile before practically shoving me out the door. Now here I was, standing in front of the gran
