Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 707:

Yet maternal instinct clawed at her chest, a relentless ache spreading like fire through her ribs. Every breath carried the weight of what they were about to do.

Turning toward the rain-streaked window, Sandra watched streetlights blur into amber halos through the downpour. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes but refused to fall.

Axell’s villa blazed with light against the storm-darkened night. Richard guided the car to a stop near the entrance, then carefully lifted Rosanna’s limp form from the backseat.

Rain soaked through his suit jacket as he cradled her, the fabric clinging to his skin like a second layer of guilt.

Sandra appeared beside him with an umbrella, her presence both shield and witness as they approached the imposing front door. Richard’s fingers trembled slightly as he dialed the familiar number.

“We’re here.”

moments, the door burst

a silk bathrobe, practically vibrating with anticipation,

arched as he took in Rosanna’s unconscious state. “What exactly happened to

hunger flickered across his features. He swallowed hard, satisfaction already creeping

eager arms. A practiced smile stretched

simply dozed off during the drive. Regardless,

ventured the question that

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and the intoxicating perfume that clung to her skin. Impatience crackled in his voice. “Enough with this tedious dance! My word stands.” His grip tightened possessively around her before

dismissal struck Richard like a physical blow. He lunged forward, desperate fingers grasping at the fluttering document, but it slipped through his grasp and landed in the rain-soaked