Killed For My Inheritance

"My dying breath was spent in the arms of the man I spent years hating, whispering a truth that came too late: I chose the wrong man."

In my first life, I had it all, a five-billion-dollar empire, a doting family, and a charming fiancé who promised me forever. Until that fiancé drove a blade between my ribs on a rain-swept terrace, trading my life for my grandfather’s throne. The last thing I saw wasn't my fiancé’s remorse. It was Damian Blackwood, the cold, untouchable corporate titan I had treated like dirt, crashing through locked gates, dropping into the mud, and weeping as my heart stopped against his chest. Then, I woke up three years in the past. Armed with the memory of my own murder, I refuse to be the lamb led to the slaughter. I shatter the public engagement, dismantle my family’s web of embezzlement, and strike a lethal bargain with the one man they fear most: A strategic marriage of convenience with Damian Blackwood. They call Damian the Iron Wolf of Dalal Street. He’s ruthless, calculating, and completely unfeeling. But behind closed doors, his iron restraint turns to ash. He throws an eight-hundred-crore shield around my name, vows to burn the city to the ground before letting anyone touch me, and looks at me with an all-consuming devotion that should terrify me. He thinks I married him as a shield to secure my throne. I thought I allied with him only to execute my revenge. Neither of us realized that the deadliest battle wouldn't be against the monsters trying to steal my inheritance, it would be against the terrifying reality of falling for a man who loved me across two lifetimes.