All Chapters of The Heiress' Return For Vengeance : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ELISE"Lock the doors. Make sure she doesn't leave until she signs every page!" Henry barks out the order.The sound of locks clicking echoes through the room.My heart starts racing.Henry's eyes never leave mine as he continues. "And once she's finished signing everything, take her to the room we prepared upstairs. Since my ungrateful daughter has proven she can't behave like a civilized member of this family, she should at least be grateful for the opportunity to finally do something useful. Securing this deal is the least she can do after all the shame she's brought on our name."A chill runs down my spine. The room we prepared? What the hell does that mean?Fear starts creeping up my throat like bile. This isn't just about some stupid contract. They planned something. Something bad. Really bad. The way he's talking, the way they locked me in here like I'm some kind of prisoner..."Think of it as your way of finally helping the family. The first and last useful thing you'll ever d

KIERAN~EARLIER~The hotel suite feels suffocating despite its luxury.Kieran sits domineeringly in the leather chair while Axel and Dianna spread files across the mahogany table.The city lights of Midtown bleed through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting harsh shadows across intelligence reports that have consumed his attention for hours.Kieran has crushed rivals, eliminated threats, and buried enemies without losing sleep. But this bastard, this particular bastard has crawled under his skin like a parasite. Dale Ravencrest.His jaw clenches at the thought of it.He'd underestimated Dale but he won't make that mistake twice."The Harrington gala started an hour ago." Dianna checks her watch, breaking the tense silence. "Dale's wife is there under her Elizabeth Sinclair identity.""Her team's small tonight." Dianna continues the briefing. "Just two bodyguards, both focused on perimeter threats. They won't expect an approach from inside the gala itself."Kieran doesn’t say anything. Si

~MULTI-POV~Confusion bleeds into Dale and Kieran at the sight of this stranger. A bewilderment and recognition of something that should be impossible as the stranger stands before them with a commanding presence.Power rolls off him in waves, so thick they're almost visible.The man is tall, imposing with dark hair and there's something ageless about his features.Yet familiarity breeds contempt, not submission. Especially when the man opens his mouth and reveals the arrogance that seems bred into his very bones."What the hell are you doing in my realm?"The tone grates on every instinct both dragons possess.A thundering growl rumbles from Kieran's chest and Dale's answering snarl shakes the very foundations beneath their feet.The stranger's blue eyes flash dangerously and bare his fangs in warning."Watch your behavior!" The man's voice is low yet more menace than any shout could manage. "Don't forget you invaded my realm."Invaded. Neither dragon recognizes borders or territories

~MULTI-POV~The change reverses so quickly it leaves them disoriented, every nerve ending screaming in protest at the sudden shift.They hit the ground hard. The impact drives the breath from their lungs, leaving them struggling to fill them again.The sensation is claustrophobic, like being buried alive in their own bodies.Three naked men sprawl on the ground, vulnerable and exposed before the gathered crowd. The contrast between their previous power and current helplessness is stark and humiliating.A sudden gasps echo from the tree line and all heads snap toward the source.A petite female stands frozen between the trees, her white religious habit standing out against the wild chaos around her. The fabric is plain and simple, showing a life dedicated to service and humility.A pectoral cross is held tight in shaking hands that seem too gentle for someone who has wandered into this world of myths.Her wide eyes take in the scene before her with the kind of shock that comes from hav

ELISEThe door explodes inward with a thunderous crash that shakes the entire room.Wood splinters fly in every direction, and through the chaos, a figure bolts in.Kieran.The man who'd been holding me captive doesn't even have time to scream. One moment he's there, the next he's airborne, launched across the room by an invisible force.His body slams into the far wall with a sickening crunch before crumpling to the floor in a motionless heap.I don't check if he's breathing. I don't care.The only thing that matters is the immediate relief flooding through my burning body the moment Kieran's presence fills the space.The aphrodisiac coursing through my veins has turned my skin into fire, every nerve ending screaming for relief.My heart pounds so violently I can feel it in my throat, and waves of desperate heat roll through me in nauseating cycles that threaten to tear me apart from the inside.But Kieran's touch... his touch is salvation in human form.I clutch at him desperately, m