Fake Heiress Took My Place, Now They Regret It

The city smelled like rain and broken dreams as I crouched on the cracked sidewalk, wrestling with stray dogs over scraps of food.

Suddenly, a sleek black Maybach rolled to a stop beside me.

The door swung open and out stepped a man who was so handsome he might've been plucked right out of a fairy tale with a presence that silenced the world around him.

He barked an order to his men to buy me ten loaves of bread. Then, hesitating, he looked my way, like he wanted to say something but couldn't.

I swallowed the bread fast and stepped forward, breathless with gratitude.

"Thank you!"