Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 241

Chapter 241: Celine Was Insulted

Chapter 241: Celine Was Insulted

(Celine’s POV)

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Chuck spat a thick, yellow glob of saliva onto the floor hard. His face was twisted with a malice I

had never seen before, his eyes bulging with rage.

“Celine, you don’t know, do you?” he roared, his voice shaking the small, dingy room. “You are not my daughter at all.”

Before I could process his words, he raised his rough, calloused palm.

*Smack!* He slapped me viciously across the face.

The force of the blow snapped my head to the side, and a high–pitched ringing filled my ears.l

tasted blood in my mouth.

Chuck grinned savagely, looming over me like a nightmare. “I am a sterile man,” he sneered, his voice dripping with venom. “I never told Martha about it.”

My blood ran cold.

“But that bitch got pregnant anyway!” he laughed, a harsh, grating sound that made me flinch.“Who knows which lover she slept with to produce a wild bastard like you!”

I felt like I had been struck by lightning.

I froze in place, unable to move or speak, my mind reeling from the revelation.

Chuck’s eyes were filled with disgust as he looked me up and down.“That woman switched you with the Stone family’s daughter for two reasons,” he continued, stepping closer.

“One was to give you a good life.“He leaned down, his breath reeking of stale alcohol and rot.“The second was probably to cover up the fact of her infidelity!”

He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him.“If you hadn’t been useful to me before, I would have strangled you long ago, you little bastard.“His grip tightened painfully on my jaw.“Today, I’m going to enjoy you properly, you little slut!”

I trembled violently, terror seizing every inch of my body.I tried desperately to scramble away, kicking my legs against the floor. But I am just an Omega without a wolf.Against a grown male Rogue like Chuck, my strength was pathetic.

He pinned me down effortlessly, his weight crushing the air from my lungs. His hands began to tear at my clothes.

“You think I didn’t know?” he laughed coldly as I struggled.“I knew you tried to hire people to make

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me blind and mute back then.”

My eyes widened in horror.

“I played dumb because you sent me twenty thousand dollars every month,” he sneered.

“That money bought my silence.”

I couldn’t believe it. My schemes had been transparent to this crude man all along.

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“Please!” I screamed, tears streaming down my face. “Let me go!“I begged desperately, willing to

do anything to stop him.“I can still make money! I promise!”

“Sell me! Sell me to other men! Just don’t touch me!”

Chuck snorted, looking at me with disdain.

“Look at your face,” he mocked. “You aren’t that high–and–mighty heiress anymore.”

He traced the scars on my cheek with a rough finger.“With this disfigured face, no rich man would

want you.”

I struggled again, screaming in despair.

*Slap! Slap!*

He hit me twice, hard, stunning me.

Then he grabbed a rope and bound my hands together.

Darkness swallowed me as he forced himself on me, his weight crushing my body against the cold

floor.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but the pain pierced through every barrier–his rough hands pinning my thighs apart, his breath hot and foul against my neck.

My mind screamed for escape, fragments of my shattered pride flashing like broken glass: *This can’t be happening to me, Celine, the heiress who commanded rooms.* But reality clawed back as he thrust violently, tearing into me with brutal force.

Waves of nausea and humiliation crashed over me, my sobs choking out as he gripped my hair, yanking my head back.

“Say it,” he growled, shifting to force me onto my knees, his body slamming against mine from

behind.

The room spun in agony, an eternity of violation where time blurred into endless torment. He flipped me again, onto my back, his eyes gleaming with sadistic triumph.

“Good girl, call me Daddy.” He sneered. I kept my mouth tightly shut, but he intensified his thrusts, biting my shoulder until I finally cried out, “Daddy.” the word a poison on my lips, twisting my soul

When it was finally over, he untied the rope,

I lay on the dirty sofa like a broken doll, staring at the stained ceiling. My heart was empty of hope, filled only with a black, consuming hatred.

Chuck dressed himself, looking satisfied. His hand still wandered over my naked body Kneading my breasts and stroking my face.

“You’re ugly now” he mused, comparing me to my dead mother. “Just like Martha

He grinned greedily.

“But you were a virgin. Tight, too. Great body, I didnt expect your breasts to be so big and your ass to be so perky once your clothes were off; fucking you feels amazing”

He listed his plans as if discussing cattle,

“When I get bored of playing with you, I’ll sell you per time to those low–level Rogues as a prostitute,”

“Or maybe I’ll sell you to a small, remote Pack as a breeder”

“I need to squeeze the last bit of profit out of you.“He patted my cheek roughly. “But until I sell you off, you are my sex slave. Behave yourself in bed and keep me satisfied, and I won’t hit you.”

Something inside me snapped,

The last thread of my sanity broke with a sharp ping.

Chuck turned his back to me, reaching for a cigarette.

My eyes fell on the coffee table. An empty green beer bottle sat there.I grabbed it.

With every ounce of strength I had left, I swung it at the back of his head.

*Crash!*

“Argh!” Chuck stumbled forward.

Blood gushed from his head instantly.

I didn’t let him turn around,

I swung again. And again.

I was like a woman possessed.

I didn’t stop until he collapsed into a pool of his own blood.

He stopped moving, but I kept hitting him.

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the door shook violently, threatening to splinter

Panic surged through me. I threw the machete into the bathroom and shoved the body inside. slammed the bathroom door shut.

I took a deep breath, trying to stop my hands from shaking I wiped the sweat from my forehead and walked to the front door

Lopened it

A tall, imposing figure stood there.

Griffin Drake,

His cold grey eyes bore into me, terrifying and powerful Behind him stood a young man, Lucas.

Alpha Griffin, I told you it was Celine, Lucas said, looking eager for praise.

I knew you looked for her before. Jade York took her, but I found her.”

Griffin ignored him completely He just stared at me with an icy expression.

I didn’t wait for him to speak.

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I dropped to my knees directly in front of him. My hands reached out, grasping at his pant leg desperately.

‘Alpha Drake, save me…” I sobbed.

“I know you are here to save me, right?“I looked up at him, pleading with everything I had.

“As long as you save me, I will do anything”

“Even if you want me to go to hell, I will listen to you

Griffin looked down at me. There was a cruel, playful glint in his eyes “How do you want me to save you?” he asked smoothly.

I raised my head higher. My face was wet with tears and covered in scars.

I met his cold gaze.I had no retreat. No other choice

“I killed someone…” I whispered, my voice trembling

“I killed my so–called father…”

I gripped his leg tighter.

“I don’t want to die yet. I’m only in my twenties. I can’t die now!”

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