Stigma

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Jessica C. Dolan

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

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The Casper family was a well-known family in Courtbush. Today was Elmore Casper's eightieth birthday party. Many distinguished guests were present and the atmosphere was lively.

However, a sudden ear-piercing scream from the garden startled everyone present.

Someone recognized that it was the voice of Babette Casper, the wife of Elmore's eldest grandson. She was pregnant, and her husband had already passed away. The Caspers rushed to the garden immediately to see what was going on.

In the swimming pool, two struggling figures came into view.

Before anyone else could react, Rory Casper dove into the swimming pool to pull the struggling Babette ashore.

Just then, the security guards rushed into the water to save the second drowning figure, Becky Casper.

When Becky returned to the house in sopping wet clothes, the servants passing by didn't bat an eyelash at her.

Nobody cared that she had nearly drowned, nor did they care about her in general.

After living with this family for over three years, Becky realized that her position was possibly inferior to that of the dog raised by Rory's sister.

Since such a big accident happened to Babette, the Casper family rushed to the hospital with her.

Becky retreated to her room, took a shower, and then put on a fresh set of clothes. Feeling unwell, she sank into bed. Just as she had drifted off to sleep, she was dragged out of bed by Rory.

When Becky saw Rory, her eyes turned red. "You're back already? How's Babette? Listen to me, Rory. I swear I didn't push her into the swimming pool."

Rory sneered coldly. "Save the excuses for Grandpa."

Becky suddenly came to her senses. "What do you mean, Rory?"

Without giving her the light of day, he said briskly, "Grandpa has questions for you."

Rory didn't want to waste his breath on Becky. Not long after Babette was sent to the hospital, her child was gone.

That child was supposed to be the only flesh and blood left by Rory's eldest brother. Because of Becky, they lost the child forever.

Of course, Elmore was furious. As soon as he came back from the hospital, he ordered Rory to take Becky to him.

Becky went stiff. Rory's words sent shivers down her spine.

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