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Chapter 36: Breaking the Heir

مؤلف: Khadijah Bunza
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-05-17 23:17:28

⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅

“Get the fuck out!” Nolan barked at the girl. She simply rolled her eyes, entirely unbothered by his outburst, as she casually gathered her dress from the floor. She slipped it on and sauntered past me, leaving the room with a heavy cloud of cheap perfume in her wake.

​“What the hell are you doing here, Blair?” Nolan demanded, frantically pulling on a pair of gym shorts.

​“I just came to see what was up with you,” I said, my voice smooth and perfectly detached. “I
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    ⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ “Hi, Zayn,” Meera purred, sliding into the booth right next to him. Alpha Owen followed her lead, taking the seat directly beside me. The sudden proximity of the northern Alpha made the space feel suffocatingly small. “Hi, Blair. It’s good to see you here again,” Owen said, his voice a smooth, low drawl as his sharp eyes flicked between Zayn and me. “Where’s your fiancé hiding today?” “He’s somewhere around the clubhouse,” I replied, keeping my tone perfectly casual despite the alarm bells ringing in my head. Zayn leveled a dark, unreadable stare across the table. “Owen. What the hell are you still doing here? I was under the impression you had already packed up and gone home.” As he spoke, I watched Meera lazily place her palm against Zayn’s thigh, her fingers drifting higher with an ownership that made my blood run hot with fury. A sharp flare of jealousy tightened painfully in my chest. It felt like a punch straight to the gut, a sudden constricti

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    ⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ I snuck back to my parents' house early the next morning. To my relief, nobody grilled me. My mother just wrapped her arms around me in a tight, protective hug, choosing not to ask exactly where I was coming from — even though we both knew Cora hadn't returned yet. Her silent trust felt like a shield. I headed straight to my room to change. This time, I bypassed the dresses and pulled on a crisp, form-fitting polo shirt, tailored golf trousers, and a pair of sturdy sneakers. I wasn't getting ready to compete against an incompetent boy today; I was going out to challenge the absolute best. I had to look the part. I had to be completely ready. When I arrived at the country club later that morning, the grounds were far more crowded than usual. High-ranking members lazily sipped drinks on the veranda, but my eyes locked onto the green. Zayn and Nolan were already standing on the tee. Zayn adjusted Nolan’s grip on his driver, gesturing firmly to demonst

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    ⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅The moment Nolan asked to come in, panic flared in my chest. I scrambled out of bed, my bare feet hitting the floor silently as I rushed into the bathroom, leaving the door cracked just enough to hear.Through the sliver of space, I watched as Zayn stood up, adjusted his shirt, and pulled open the bedroom door.The sound of Nolan’s hesitant footsteps echoed as he crossed the threshold.“What the hell are you doing here at this hour?” Zayn demanded. I could hear the brutal strain in his voice as he forced his tone into a cold, flat calm.“I just…” Nolan hesitated. “I wanted to ask how your dinner went with Meera,” he muttered.Leaning against the cool bathroom tile, a dark thrill rushed through me. I got him. He was utterly eaten alive by insecurity. He was terrified of the exact scenario I had planted in his head — the idea that his father would marry Meera, replace him, and strip away his birthright.And yet, a strange flicker of unease curled in my stomach

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    ⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Ronan stormed into the bedroom, his breath uneven as he stepped forward, ready to intercept. “Let her go, Nolan! Right now!” ​“I am not going to allow her to disrespect me after rejecting me!” Nolan yelled, his grip loosening only a fraction as he glared at him. “Who the fuck does she think she is, coming into my room and spouting this absolute garbage?” ​“I am begging you, please let her go,” Ronan urged. For the first time since I had known him, his voice sounded genuinely panicked, a slight tremor breaking through his usual wall of steel. “We will both get into serious trouble if even a single thing happens to her. You have no idea what you're doing.” ​“Why should I care? No one can touch me! I am the son of the strongest Alpha—” Nolan sneered, but the words suddenly caught in his throat. He stopped mid-sentence, his eyes widening slightly as the harsh reality finally penetrated his thick skull. He seemed to suddenly remember exactly who ruled this h

  • My Fiancé’s Alpha Father Wants Me   Chapter 36: Breaking the Heir

    ⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ “Get the fuck out!” Nolan barked at the girl. She simply rolled her eyes, entirely unbothered by his outburst, as she casually gathered her dress from the floor. She slipped it on and sauntered past me, leaving the room with a heavy cloud of cheap perfume in her wake. ​“What the hell are you doing here, Blair?” Nolan demanded, frantically pulling on a pair of gym shorts. ​“I just came to see what was up with you,” I said, my voice smooth and perfectly detached. “I mean, no calls, no messages... nothing.” I acted as if I cared in the slightest, matching his defensive energy with absolute calm. If he thought he was good at playing mind games, he was about to find out I was much better. ​“I thought you said you needed a break,” he muttered, crossing his arms. He was already deflecting, trying to twist the narrative to put the blame on me. It was pathetic. That was one of the glaring differences between him and Zayn. Zayn never made excuses, and he never

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    ⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅I watched as Meera finished rattling off our orders to the waitress, then leaned back in her chair with a smug, self-satisfied smile, looking as though she had secured exactly what she wanted. The waitress bowed and quickly retreated, leaving us in the heavy silence of the secluded dining alcove. “You see? I haven't forgotten a single thing about your tastes, Zayn,” she purred, tracing the rim of her crystal wine glass. I let out a dry chuckle, my hand coming up to lazily massage my jaw. “Or you simply noticed what I ate at the gala, Meera. You might be clever — I’ll give you that — but you will never manage to trick me.” Her smile didn’t fade; instead, it sharpened as her eyes narrowed with unsettling curiosity. “Perhaps. But what if I told you I know exactly what you were doing this afternoon? Getting a blowjob right underneath your desk. Who is the lucky girl, by the way?” My expression stayed unreadable, cold as stone, though a quiet current of d

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