The Real Heiress Rules the World

“Jill!” Sean’s heart nearly stopped at the sight before him.

All around them, the riding arena had exploded into chaos–shouts, screams, hooves pounding against dirt.

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Sloane’s chest clenched. She didn’t hesitate for a second. Urging her horse forward, she shot across the field like an arrow loosed from a bow.

The black stallion was still on a rampage, kicking up dust with every wild step. Its eyes were bloodshot, frothing at the mouth–completely unhinged.

Jill’s horse was just as terrified, bolting blindly across the field. Jill clung desperately to its neck, her face white as chalk, tears brimming in her eyes. She bounced helplessly with each jolt, about to be thrown at any moment.

Then, with a violent jerk, Jill was finally tossed from the saddle–but her foot caught in the stirrup. Her body dangled just inches above the ground, dragging limply behind the runaway horse.

Sloane’s heart dropped. Without pause, she veered toward the raging black stallion. As she drew close, she yanked a hairpin from her bun and, timing it perfectly, drove it into the side of the stallion’s neck.

The sharp tip sank into a nerve point. The stallion shrieked in agony, rearing up high and flinging its rider from the saddle. With a final scream, it collapsed to the ground.

Sloane didn’t have time to breathe. She wheeled her horse

field, dragging her behind like a ragdoll. One wrong bounce and she’d be

and landed on Jill’s horse, In one smooth motion, she bent low and freed Jill’s foot from the stirrup, pulling her

yet. The horse was still

tight, Sloane spoke quickly but clearly. “Jill, listen to me.

eyes wide with fear, but she nodded and reached out, gripping the reins

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though slower now–until Sloane lifted her hand to her

like a blade. The moment the sound reached the horse’s ears, it flicked

kept whistling, low and steady. Step by step, the frenzied gallop

edge of the arena, the horse finally

she helped Jill off the saddle and onto the soft grass. Jill’s legs trembled under her, but she was safe. Her face was pale, her eyes still wide, but