The Heiress He Underestimated novel Chapter 52

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Chapter 52 Finding Her Weakness

The yacht cut through the black water, a sliver of white in the moonless night. Inside the main salon, the air was thick with the smell of expensive cigars and cheap rage. Xan had been drinking, but it wasn’t working. The anger was a live wire under his skin, buzzing and raw, untouched by the whiskey.

He wasn’t alone.

On the long, white leather sofa, curled like a cat, was Sarah. She wasn’t looking at the drone footage on the tablet. She was staring at her own reflection in the dark window, her fingers tracing the line of a nearly invisible scar along her jaw.

‘You said she was a doll,” Sarah’s voice was soft, almost musical, but it carried an icy chill that made the hairs on Xan’s neck stand up. “A pretty, empty doll. You said she would break easily.”

Xan slammed his glass down. “She was! She is! I don’t know what happened! One minute she was smiling, olushing, hanging on every word… the next…” He couldn’t even say it. The memory of her turning her back, the silence of the crowd, was a physical pain in his chest.

Sarah finally turned from the window. In the low light, her face was all pale angles and shadows. She was beautiful in a way that was almost unsettling, like a porcelain figurine that had been cracked and glued back together by a careless hand. Her eyes, a strange, light gray, held a vacancy that had once driven Xan wild with a need to protect her. Now, they just looked hollow.