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Chapter 1
The Reid Family’s golden boy Julian, was a straight–up psycho.
Anyone who crossed him ended up getting their ass handed to them–no exceptions.
Unfortunately, my most despised step–sister happens to be the very person he shields like precious
treasure.
Day before, my stepsis straight–up smashed my Mom’s urn on purpose. So I broke her hand right there in front of everyone.
Next day, Reid’s men kidnapped me into a windowless room–they broke my arms and legs, sliced
my tendons.
With my last breath, I begged my most trusted bodyguard for help.
However, what I heard from these kidnappers was them calling him “Mr. Reid“.
In that moment, all hope died inside me.
I wanted nothing more than to die.
But Julian Reid? He just… completely fell apart.
I literally picked up Julian on the street.
It was pouring that night when a gang cornered him in some sketchy alley.
I leaned against the car window, admiring the people struggling to survive in the rainstorm.
The way he fought? Pure art. His soaked shirt clung to perfectly defined muscles, every punch and
kick charming as hell. I could literally see water droplets dancing across his biceps.
Even with blood streaming down his face, that crimson only made him more beautiful–like
something dangerous and tragic all at once.
Like a perfect masterpiece that cut straight to your soul.
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But one cannot against many. Eventually they got him down.
I waited until he was completely bloodied with two broken ribs before finally pushing my door open and calling the cops.
Hearing the sound of police sirens, the thugs scattered like cockroaches.
That’s when I extended my hand to him: “I just saved your life. How about you protect mine for three years in return?”
Rain pelted his chiseled face–literally looked carved from marble.
He barely lifted his head, those obsidian eyes deep as midnight lakes, completely emotionless.
He never answered, but I took his silence as agreement.
I was no saint. I just saw he was handsome and wanted him.
Nobody in this world loves me, so I figured I’d pick my own family.
And him? Hot enough, tragic enough, and alone enough.
I chased after him for three whole years, and for three whole years, he stayed ice–cold.
Like some untamable cat–no matter how much the owner tried, he always looked indifferent and
acted like you were beneath him.
It was kinda entertaining, honestly.
He didn’t love me, but at least whenever I was in danger, he’d be the first to show up and save my
ass.
That was enough.
Until…
At that gala, when he fell hard for my step–sister Aria at first sight…
That’s when my life turned into a complete nightmare.
Day before, Aria fell during an argument with me.
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Next day, someone pushed me down a staircase, giving me a severe concussion.
Day before, my bestie couldn’t stand Aria’s toxic princess act anymore and forced her to drink a glass of wine as punishment.
Next day, someone held me down and forced three bottles of liquor down my throat, giving me a perforated stomach.
For months, I faced brutal retaliation.
And behind it all? The Reid family’s psychotic golden boy.
Nobody knew how Aria and Julian met, but everyone in Boston knew Julian treated her like she was made of glass–nobody could touch a single hair on her head.
Gradually, I lost all my friends. Even my bestie started avoiding me.
Her final warning: “Stop fighting with Aria or that Reid psycho will end you.”
So what? Like I gave a damn.
When Aria deliberately smashed my mom’s urn to provoke me? I still beat the crap out of her right in front of everyone without hesitation, breaking both her manipulative hands.
The next day, I was kidnapped, locked in some warehouse on the edge of town, my tendons sliced, my limbs broken.
“Mr. Reid, we’ve taught her a lesson just like you asked,” one kidnapper said.
They accidentally put the call on speaker, and a familiar voice came through:
“Warn her–next time she hurts Aria, I’ll kill her.”
Cold. Detached. Ruthlessly cruel. Just like always.
But the familiar voice… I couldn’t believe it.
How could it be him?
How could it possibly be him?
After delivering their warnings, they tossed me a phone.
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“Call someone to rescue you. Remember today’s lesson!”
To make it even more humiliating, they’d smeared their release and disgusting all over the phone.
Vile. Absolutely revolting.
I didn’t move. Just lay there, silently watching their smug faces.
After about ten minutes, they got bored and finally left.
Just before the warehouse door closed, I heard their conversation one last time.
“Mr. Reid, we gave her the phone. You’re the person she trusts and depends on most. She’ll call you first… just like always…”
The last spark of hope in my heart died.
Julian Reid… He actually was the Reid family’s psychotic heir all along!
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