Chasing The Fierce Heiress

Caught in his trap, she played his game. His dark secrets emerged, dragging them into ruin.Then he vanished, and a stranger appeared. His kiss felt familiar, and he spoiled her.“Darling, don’t cry. I won’t touch you again,” he murmured, brushing her hair.She sobbed harder. “Stop talking!”Confused, he asked, “Why?”She bit her lip and choked out, “Your voice sounds just like his.”