The Stolen Heiress: Claimed by her Father's Ruthless Enemy. novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2: The rescue.

Run.’

That was all I could think of as I sprinted through the thick bushes surrounding the estate. My feet ached badly, even swallowed from running for a long time, my lungs burned from the lack of air. But I didn’t dare to stop. If I wanted to live, I had to run. I had to stay ahead of Claudia.

I had heard them, I wasn’t supposed to, but I did.

"We should get rid of her once and for all," Claudia had said, her voice dripping with satisfactory malice. "I found someone who will take her. No questions asked."

"Are you sure he will keep her away?" My stepmother, Irene, asked skeptically.

"He lives across the country. Runs some kind of labor camp disguised as a farm. She will never escape, and if she does..." Claudia laughed, the kind of laugh that turned my blood to ice. "Well, no one will miss the bastard daughter, will they?

I didn’t wait to hear more. I rushed to my room, grabbed a few things; my backpack, phone, a coat and some money I have been saving and fled the estate. I knew they hated me. I knew I was nothing to them, other than a dirty little secret they never wanted. The illegitimate daughter of George Steele, born by a lowly mistress, but hearing that they wanted to throw me away, to sell me off like property, made it hard to breathe.

The beam of flashlights cut through the darkness behind me, and heavy footsteps followed.

"I saw her!" a male voice echoed, and my chest tightened in fear.

I pushed myself harder, faster, ignoring my body screaming in protest for rest and oxygen. I wouldn’t let them catch me.

The bushes finally gave way to an open space, and hope flared in my chest. Maybe it was a highway or anywhere where I could scream for help.

But as I stumbled forward, I froze. It wasn’t a highway. It was a cliff.

Below, I could hear the faint sound of water rushing through the spring. My legs began to tremble as panic surged through me. I turned desperately, searching for another way, but there was none. The cliff stretched endlessly in both directions.

I was trapped.

"There she is!" Claudia’s voice cut through the night as she emerged from the treeline, followed my six men, which I recognized as the security men. One of them was holding a pair of handcuffs.

"Do you really think you can run from us?" Claudia said, her wicked smile gleaming in the moonlight. "From me? Poor, pathetic Anna. Always trying to escape what you are."

I backed away as she approached, stopping when I felt loose stones shifting beneath my feet.

"Your buyer is waiting," Claudia continued, stopping just a few feet away. "He paid good money for you. Father thinks you’re being married off to some businessman in need of a submissive wife. If only he knew."

My fist clenched tightly and I felt my nails dug into my palm.

"Why...?" I asked, my voice breaking. "Why do you hate me so much? What did I ever do to you?"

Something flickered in Claudia’s eyes before her lips curled into a sneer.

"You’re nothing but bad luck. Mother said because you were never meant to exist, you will always be a jinx to everyone around you, especially to me." Her sneer deepened. "That’s why we must get rid of you Anna. You are not good for my happiness."

Each words struck like a dagger, cutting deep into my heart. I was always the family’s black sheep, blame for every misfortune.

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