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Chapter Thirty Eight
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OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Forty One
Amelia’s POVThe first thing I did was scream.Loud. Raw. Repeatedly.Not because I thought anyone would hear me. But because I needed to feel like I hadn’t given up yet.My voice echoed back at me—mocking, empty.I was alone.Still tied, still aching, still freezing in the damp rot of the basement Jacob Flynn had decided would be my prison.I tested the ropes again, twisting my wrists in every direction. They were tight, but not professional—he hadn’t done this before. Not like this. And maybe, just maybe, that was something I could use.I moved slowly, easing my back against the rough stone wall. I needed friction—something to saw against. The rope burned my skin, but I didn’t stop. Pain meant progress.Minutes passed. Or maybe hours. I lost track.Above me, footsteps creaked across the floor again. My heart jumped into my throat.No. Not yet. I wasn’t ready. Not until I got my hands free.The door opened.I went still.Jacob appeared in the doorway, carrying a tray.Food. A bottle
OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Forty
Amelia's POV Julian stood there.In jeans. No blazer. No shield.Just him.And in his hand… was the letter.He didn’t speak at first.He just looked at me.And I realized that for all my love and pain, I wasn’t the only one who’d been broken.He handed me the letter. “I’ve read this twenty times.”I swallowed hard. “I meant every word.”A pause.“I know,” he said. “And I hated that I believed it.”That stung. But I deserved it.“But then I realized…” he went on, “You were the first person who didn’t want me because of the name. You wanted me in spite of it. And that scared the hell out of you.”My eyes burned. “It still does.”He stepped closer. “Good.”I blinked.“Because it scares me too.”And then—He kissed me.Not like our first kiss. Not like the one after our second date.This was slower. Heavier. Like forgiveness and regret and hope all tangled up in one breathless moment.When he pulled back, he smiled.“Don’t lie to me again.”“I won’t,” I whispered. “Ever.”“And no more fa
OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Thirty Nine
Amelia's POV A woman’s voice—Jessica’s—was in the background, taunting him, asking how it felt to be duped.But he didn’t respond.He simply kept walking.Calm. Collected.And before ducking into a black car, he turned to the cameras and said, “No one defines my truth. Not even those who lie.”Then the clip ended.I stared at the screen, something flickering in my chest. It wasn’t hope, not yet. But it wasn’t despair either.Because if he was still talking about it… maybe he wasn’t done with me.Not completely.That night, I did something stupid.I walked to his building.Just to see it. Just to stand outside and remind myself what real regret felt like.But the universe wasn’t done with me.Because as I turned to leave, the door opened.And Julian stepped out.We froze.His eyes locked on mine. And for the briefest moment, everything else disappeared.Then his expression hardened.And just like that, the distance was back.He didn’t say anything.Neither did I.I just nodded once. A
OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Thirty Eight
Julian's Pov And then I walked out, the weight of the truth pressing hard against my ribs.What I didn’t know was that Jessica’s spies had been two tables behind me, phones recording.Two days later, Julian invited me out again. Third date.I felt… hopeful.Despite everything. Despite the voice in the back of my mind screaming at me to tell the truth, I didn’t. I told myself I’d wait until after the date. Just one more night.He picked a bookstore café this time. Said he wanted to show me his favorite reading book.It was intimate. Thoughtful.He even pulled a worn paperback of *The Secret History* off the shelf and said, “I think you’d love this.”I smiled, heart skipping.“I probably will.”We sipped coffee. Talked about poetry. I felt my walls thinning, cracking in ways I hadn’t prepared for.And then Julian’s voice dropped. Too calm. Too cold.“So, Amelia. How long were you planning to keep the brand deal a secret?”I froze.“What?”“I got an email. From Jessica.”His eyes were o
OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Thirty Seven
Ray’s POV I sat alone on the floor of my new apartment. Smaller. Dingier. Anonymous. There were no cameras. No stylists. No campaign shoots. Just me. And silence. My lawyer had said it could take years to untangle the breach-of-contract claims. My PR team—what was left of it—had begged me to apologize. To grovel. But I hadn’t spoken a word to the public. Not yet. The thing was, I had rehearsed it. The apology. The tears. The “I was young and foolish” speech. But every time I looked in the mirror, I couldn’t bring myself to say it. Because part of me still didn’t know if I meant it. My phone buzzed—my mom again. I silenced it and stood up, walking toward the window. Outside, life moved on. No one looked up. And for once… neither did I. Julian’s POV “She’s not broken,” I told Jackie later that night. We sat in a quiet café, the scent of vanilla and roasted beans thick in the air. “I know,” she said, stirring her drink. “She’s stronger than all of us combined.”
OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Thirty Six
Julian's POVI watched the city lights blur past as the car sped through the streets, but my mind was far from calm. The rage still simmered beneath my skin, a storm I barely kept contained. Rachelle’s face haunted me—not the terrified one from the car ride, but the smug, scheming expression I had seen on that footage.She had almost destroyed Isabella.I clenched my jaw and looked down at my phone. Still no reply from Amelia. I had sent her a message hours ago, asking how she was doing, but nothing had come back. The last time we spoke, her voice had been quiet, like she was trying not to crack.Maybe it was time I stopped sitting on the sidelines.“Turn around,” I said to the driver. “Take me to Amelia’s place.”He gave a curt nod, not questioning my sudden change of plans. The car swerved at the next junction, and I leaned back, but I couldn't relax. Everything was spiraling too fast.When we arrived at Amelia’s gate, I didn’t wait for the driver to open the door. I stepped out and
OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Thirty Five
Ray's POVI didn't remember how I got home. I might have ran, but it felt like I had teleported.I literally scrambled out of Julian's car as fast as I could, my heartbeat hammering in my ears, and next I knew, I was in my room locking the doors and windows.I was shaking with fear, and I kept looking around like someone might have followed me home. I felt like somebody had to be watching me, but I was too terrified to look through the window and check.I quickly took out my phone with shaky hands and turned it on. I was about to dial Jackie's number when a notification popped up at the top of my screen.As soon as I looked at it, I screamed, and the phone dropped from my hands. I fell on my knees immediately, scrambling to pick it back up."No, no, no," I whispered, feeling a lump grow in my throat. "This can't be happening."It was me. My face, on the internet, right under the headline: "Who Needs Enemies When You Have Friends Like Rachelle Farmer?"I scrolled through Google, only t
OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Thirty Four
Ray's POVThe plan was to record a tape of Isabella with that man and release it on the internet. Jackie said that the drug was supposed to make her more… cooperative, but I should have known that Jackie was lying again. I was getting the report from this guy now, and I was so disappointed to learn that she was actually fighting him off. That wasn't going to look good for the rumor I was trying to spread.Everyone was supposed to see her being a slut, not resisting like that.What were the odds? The one time I needed her to be a pick me girl, she disappointed.That left me sitting on my bed and editing the video on my laptop. The earlier I sent it out, the earlier everyone could see the sort of person she was. The earlier JULIAN LAKE could see the sort of person she was. Then he would break up with her, and the coast would be clear for me to win his heart. At least that was what Jackie promised me when she came up with this plan. Hopefully, she wasn't lying this time.My hands paused
OVERNIGHT HEIRESS Chapter Thirty Three
Amelia's POV"Ouch!" I screamed.I had poked myself way too hard this time, and I sucked my lower lip to check if I had drawn blood."Are you alright?" Julian asked with concern, coming to stand behind me."Maybe?" I replied."Sorry. That must have hurt," he said."You bet it did!" I lamented."I didn't mean to make you panic like that. I'm really sorry," he added."Oh, it's alright," I replied.I couldn't have him thinking that he had done anything wrong, because he hadn't."I just kind of freaked out," I added. "I didn't know what you were going to say. If you were going to cancel the dates or something.""Why would you think that?" he asked."I don't know…" I replied, cringing. "Maybe because of what happened yesterday?"Since he kept on looking confused, I tried to clarify. "I went all slutty on you, remember? I made you uncomfortable, and, um—""Isabella," he cut in sternly.I looked up at him in surprise."You probably don't remember me saying this yesterday," he said, "so I'll
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