The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 880

She will absolutely not let the person who murdered her father walk away.

"You want to go right now?" Danny asks, reading the fire in her eyes.

"Yes. The longer we wait, the riskier it gets."

"Done. Let's ride," Danny says, kissing her quickly.

He knows there is zero chance she will be able to sleep knowing the drive is out there. Since it is the middle of the night, slipping out of the city will be completely undetectable.

The coastal villa is a property from Tara's childhood. It is a solid two-to-three-hour drive from their current location.

More importantly, it was the Dennis family's private sanctuary. The six of them spent their happiest summers there before Tara was abducted. Because of its deep sentimental value, neither Jade nor Jovani ever knew it existed. After Tara vanished, her parents couldn't bear the heartbreak of returning. Her brothers, understanding the agonizing memories tied to the house, never brought it up either.

The sports car tears down the deserted highway, the neon city lights blurring into streaks of gold against the pitch-black sky.

The cabin is quiet. Tara leans back in the passenger seat, watching Danny drive. His jawline is sharp, his profile illuminated by the faint glow of the dashboard. The way his long lashes cast soft shadows over his cheekbones makes him look impossibly handsome.

She thinks about how effortlessly he said, "Done. Let's ride." She thinks about his kiss, warm and fiercely protective. Her heart does a strange, heavy flutter in her chest.

Lately, through all the chaos—the corporate espionage, the public scandals, the hidden secrets—he has been her absolute rock. Fighting side by side has forged a bond between them that feels indestructible.

"What's on your mind?" Danny's low, gravelly voice breaks the silence.

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