Never Cut the Rope of a Mercenary Princess
Language: en
The day I was buried in the avalanche, my biological brother saved the usurper—the fake heiress—by slicing through my safety cable. The snow was climbing past my head, my body heat rapidly leaching away, and I screamed at Blake through frozen lips. “Brother! Don’t leave me! Or my adoptive father’s people will flatten this mountain and hunt you down!” I had been back with the Harrington family for a year, playing the meek, agreeable daughter, and had never dared mention my adoptive parents overseas. They didn't know that the couple who raised me were the commanders of a top-tier…