The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

At the Grimshaw family’s mansion.

Ever since Samantha was whisked away by that enigmatic man, she had plunged into unconsciousness.

It wasn’t until nightfall that she began to stir, finally coming to.

Waking up, she was immediately hit by an all-over ache, as if she had been dismantled and poorly reassembled. Luckily, the damaged pathways within her had been expertly reconnected.

As she mulled over this, the door creaked open, and a man strolled in.

Upon seeing him, Samantha flashed a smile, sultry as a siren’s call. She rose to her feet and sidled up to him, her voice a soft drip of honey. “I knew you’d come for me.”

The man cast her a nonchalant glance, his voice sharp as ice. “Foolish!”

“I was careless this time. I didn’t expect Vivienne to be so formidable. After all this time in hiding, she managed to find me.” Samantha’s voice was tinged with frustration.

That villa had cost her a pretty penny, fortified with barriers so sophisticated that even a master hacker might fail to pinpoint her sanctuary.

But she had overlooked one thing: Vivienne was no ordinary hacker. She was the Shadow Wolf!

A legend in the hacking world.

And her mother, Karen, was even more skilled than she.

The duo was not only evil but seemed to be at cosmic odds with Samantha herself.

The man watched her, expressionless, silent as stone.

Sensing his displeasure, Samantha purred, “With your skills, they won’t find you.”

A flicker of something passed through the man’s eyes. He spoke, his voice deep and resonant, “When will you have what I want ready?”

“It will take time!”

His face darkened immediately.

and Percival are scouring the city for me. I can’t expose myself yet. Arrange a place for me to stay, and once things cool

to regard her in

I’ve found the research direction. I’m planning an upgraded version of ST-1 with a few

to say it. This man was nothing like Francis, so easy to deal with. She loved Francis, but not that

Francis couldn’t satisfy. Also, he was a

be immortal with her. But for her, immortality was

there were many others. Some had since

flavor of man but never bore a child to

softened slightly. He spoke coolly, “Make sure it’s

tracing lightly along his jawline, her voice

who was clad in the silk lace nightgown he had chosen

reacted. He gripped Samantha’s head, his kiss fierce. She

But… she liked it.

the bed, his body following in a swift motion. A tempest

later, it

at Samantha. He caressed her face. “This face, this body, still so enticing,

older, in his

smiled. “As long as you’re pleased. In time, you’ll savor this every

as well. Thankfully, though ST-1’s effects on the face were short-lived, it

thirty. Yet, she was not

Stay put, and don’t show your face at the Grimshaw family, or

nodded, “I only

word, he turned and

a carnivore, devouring the ‘meal’

…

At Rivenwood

Willa was there, tirelessly tending

Karen, Vivienne’s brows

“Is Sasha’s condition