Rejected by My Fated Mate: The Billionaire Princess

Hayes

r, Zack! Ri

hrough the crack of the of

warm, baked to celebrate Lockwood Industries preparing to go public. For five years, I had toiled through sleepless nights in our damp bas

e, my swollen belly brushing the cold mahogany door. Through the narrow

n," Vivian said softly. "They say she has slightly pointed ears. If I were their daughter, I c

"You're already the woman standing beside me. You don't

e nobody suddenly claimed to be the Sterling heiress just because she had them, s

en, making my knees wobble. I steadied my

neck flushed red. Vivian was straddling his lap, her emerald silk dress bunched around

slipped fro

plitting open. Lemon curd, whipped cream, and gold

but it dissolved into an icy, irritated scowl. He did not push Viv

her chin on Zack's shoulder, and

doing?" The words to

flat and cold. "You should have knoc

high heels clicked against the floor, stopping inches away from me. Her gaze raked ove

bloated, exhausted mess. Did you really think an Alpha CEO like Zack w

abdomen. I clutched the door frame

at beaded on my forehead. "O

over me as if looking at a stray dog. "I never wanted that burden.

nd slammed a thick stack of do

igns. Every corporate document you signed included terms transferring full ownership to Lockwoo

anded me a pen, and told me he was taking care of the tedious legal paperw

ended a manicured nail, scooped up a dab of lem

nothing but a wolfless orphan with nothing to your name. Did you really thin

inted tips of my ears since childhood, especially after years

aked into agony. My legs gave out, and

ance. He picked up the desk phone

utive floor stealing core blueprints. Detain he

.. ple

ity guards marched in, their hands locking around my

ainst the polished floorboards, leaving scuffs behind. As the elevator doors slid

r red lips parted to mouth silent words: Thank

swollen wrists. Police sirens wailed through the

r felony charges of corporate espionage and grand larceny. They stripped away my

, shivering violently. Inside my belly, th

st the firm curve of my stomach. I couldn

t-treatment formulas, or the craftsmanship I had spent years mastering. The moment I walke