The Billionaire’s Little Monster

Chapter 1 Rachel’s POV “Get off me, you little monster!” I remember how I was treated differently from my sister by my father. He hated me so much and I knew it. The only person he adored so much was my twin sister, Ellien. “Come here, my little princess.” I would watch him lift her into his arms. Then, in a low whisper, one I was always meant to hear, he’d mutter those words I hated most: “There’s no way she’s my child.” Ellien was born first and easily without trouble. But me? My birth wasn’t so simple. My mother suffered severe complications while giving birth to me — complications that later claimed her life. I wasn’t born into some fantasy werewolf world like the ones I read about in books. No — this was the human world. But strangely, I was also born with long white hair and thick white brows, features that made me look different from anyone else. A monster — that’s what my family called me. My father hated me so much and he considered me ominous. He pushed me away at ev

Chapter 3 J’s POV Jay Charlton, the oldest son of the charlatans. Lost my parents at sixteen. Forced to move in with my grandfather ever since, to take over my father’s empire. By thirty, I was a success story. Running five thriving companies. But I was also a disappointment in one area. Marriage. I had Four failed engagements — all arranged by my grandfather. And every single one? I ruined them myself. I had a method. Dig up dirt on my so-called bride. Expose them. Walk away. When my grandfather announced my fourth engagement, I wasn’t surprised. I’d been expecting it. And as usual, I started digging trying to find what to use against her. But this time... it was different. It wasn’t easy. She was clean. Too clean. No scandals. No abortions. No dirty past. No hidden crimes. Perfect. And perfection? That’s suspicious. Her name? Ellien. The more I dug, the more restless I became. No one — and I mean no one — has a spotless record. Since then I starte

Chapter 5The housekeeper helped me settle into my new room. It looked much better compared to the one I lived in at my father’s house. There was an outer space where I could relax and gather my thoughts. The transparent wall offered a kind view of the garden and a large pool just a little ways off.“This will be your room,” the housekeeper said at last. “I’ll ask some maids to shop for new clothes for you.”“That won’t be necessary. This is enough,” I replied, pointing to the small amount of luggage Ellien had graciously packed for me.She looked at me, a little surprised. “J’s grandfather insisted on it.”Her stern expression made me nod in agreement. I had heard many rumors about J’s grandfather—and none of them were nice. I knew better than to disobey his orders.Once the housekeeper left, I lay on the bed, my eyes scanning the entire room. In the blink of an eye, I had married the deadliest man connected to J, and in mere minutes, I had struck a deal with him.My mind reeled at t

Chapter 7Since it was J’s grandfather's order, I was forced to move into J’s room. Left with no choice, I stepped into the same room where I had first met him, the same room where we struck our first deal. The room held too many memories in the Charlton house for me.I sighed and sat at the edge of the bed, just like I had quietly done on our wedding night.It had been over two hours since J stormed out of the dining room, but he still hadn’t returned. I had thought he had retired to his room, but there was no sign of him. My eyes felt heavy, but I wanted to wait for him to return. Still, sleep eventually swallowed me.Suddenly, I felt a light tap on my legs. I realized I had fallen asleep on J’s bed. Rubbing my eyes, I slowly sat up, only to be met with J’s dangerous stare. He looked furious—his expression dark and piercing. After all, he had made it clear that he hated anyone in his space.But this wasn’t my fault either. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to be near him. But just l

Chapter 9Rachel’s POVI never imagined I could talk back to J like that. My mind raced so fast it felt like it would burst out of my chest as I walked away from him. I could hear him growl in anger, but I didn’t turn back. I knew if I turned back, I could break down in front of him.He was the one doing me a favor, not the other way around. He was trying to help me escape from my world—from my father. Even if his family found out I wasn’t Ellien, I could literally drop dead. Curing him was just a way of showing my appreciation.I sighed deeply. But showing appreciation doesn’t mean J could treat me however he wants. Just because I’m hated by my father doesn’t mean I should be treated like trash by him.Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. Mr. Frank and Jeffery walked out of a room.“I’ll try to talk to the lawyer about it,” Jeffery said, and Mr. Frank nodded firmly.“So what about J? Have you seen him?” Mr. Frank asked, his eyes scanning around.“Well…” Jeffery cleared his throat