The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 213

Chapter 213 The Wolf Unmasked

Sierra stood on her tiptoes and bit down on Johnathan’s throat.

“Sh*t–Johnathan let out a low growl.

His restraint snapped.

In the next second, he scooped her up and carried her straight to the bedroom.

Despite his earlier threats, Johnathan was careful

Even as sweat dripped from his forehead, he didn’t rush.

Instead, he watched his prey closely.

He waited.

Waited for the tension in her brows to ease, for pain to turn into something else.

Only then did he begin to move.

Johnathan had always been a patient hunter.

Years ago, on the plains, he had once stalked a lion for days before striking at the perfect moment.

Tonight, he was hunting something even more precious.

The one thing he had wanted the most

Sierra.

By the time she realized what she had agreed to, it was too late.

Johnathan didn’t lie.

He had told her–no matter how much she cried, he wouldn’t stop.

And he didn’t.

He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, his voice smooth as silk, promising the world and more.

At first, Sierra had believed him.

mur by

had

But by the end, she knew better.

Johnathan was a liar. A wolf in sheep’s clothing. Wolves didn’t just bite. They devoured.

She cursed at him, furious.

But Johnathan only laughed, his eyes dark with satisfaction.

seen him like

By the t

over, it was

already

Not even her bon

bones were left.

up by the sound of her

It was Dickson.

She groggily answered.

Finished

Finished

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“Hello-

barely recognized

sounded alarmed. “Ms. Sierra? You’re sick? Your voice

a little cold, Sierra said

and Mr. Johnathan haven’t come out yet. Do you want to

Noon!

glanced at her

It was nearly twelve.

slept

a headache. I’ll skip lunch,” she said

“And Mr. Johnathan?”

Johnathan?

vaguely remembered him saying something about going

be coming either. He

she spoke, she

for a sharp pain to

out a

worried

I’m hanging

and sat still for

one thought in

Never again.

out of the bedroom and saw a

food in

Sierra raised an rycbrow.

had made seafood porridge

time? He even rushed to get back for the ceremony, yet

out

sent her several

left, when he got to the airport, when

The most recent

been sent just a

gotten up

Sierra didn’t bother replying.

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she didn’t waste a single

estate, the

gathered for lunch when Johnathan’s