The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 930

Before Danny can finish his suggestive pitch, Tara cuts him off with a laugh, pinching the firm muscle of his waist. "Stop it! You are impossible!"

Instead of backing off, Danny chuckles and nuzzles deeper into the crook of her neck, fully embracing his role as a massive, affection-starved dog demanding praise. "Come on, praise me a little. I helped you crack the encryption and gave you a flawless master plan. Don't I deserve a reward?"

Unable to resist his relentless charm, Tara pats his shoulder condescendingly. "Alright, fine. Your reward is that you don't have to cook breakfast tomorrow morning."

Danny lifts his head, his dark eyes gleaming in the shadows with predatory mischief. "Not good enough. My reward has to be you."

He leans in, his warm breath ghosting over her lips, his voice dropping into a raspy, dominant whisper that leaves no room for argument. "For example... a proper goodnight kiss."

Her cheeks flush hot. Held captive by his burning gaze, she tilts her head up and presses a soft, lingering kiss against his lips.

A low rumble of satisfaction vibrates in Danny's chest. He pulls her tight against him, resting his chin softly on the top of her head. "Go to sleep, Tara," he murmurs, his voice laced with fierce, protective devotion. "When you wake up tomorrow, everything is going to change for the better."

Wrapped in his heat and listening to the steady, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat, the tension drains completely from Tara's body. For years, she fought her battles completely alone. Looking back now, she realizes she hasn't been alone for a very long time. She has a man who would burn the world down for her, a family that cherishes her, and fiercely loyal friends.

She is incredibly lucky.

However, when the public found out Jade had been stabbed to death, there was zero sympathy. She had spent her life stepping on people, acting incredibly arrogant, and making enemies at every turn. To the world, her death isn't a tragedy—it is karma.

Because of her own vile actions, Jade died exactly as she lived: utterly pathetic and widely despised. The general consensus is that she brought it entirely upon herself.

The only person mourning the loss is Jovani. When she received the news that Deanna had killed her daughter, she suffered a complete mental breakdown. Driven by agonizing grief and a blinding desire for vengeance, Jovani wanted Deanna executed for the crime.

Finding out that Deanna had evaded prison entirely by pleading insanity leaves Jovani drowning in a toxic, suffocating rage, her desire for revenge now burning hotter than ever.