Thunderstorm

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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Sophia Ye came to a standstill in the corridor of Platinum Hotel when she heard her phone ring.

Her silhouette was beautiful and lips bright red. She ran one of her hands through her gorgeous curly hair as the other dug deep in her bag to find the ringing phone. After fumbling a bit, she finally found her phone. It was Alberta Yue, her agent. Her eyes flashed with ice like coldness. She received the call.

"Sophia, for the final time I am telling this. You must not miss today. If you fail to make it today, you won't be able to secure the role in the TV drama series. The supporting role is crucial! The investor this time is very important. He is really handsome. Make the best of it, alright?"

Sophia smiled maliciously and replied, "Noted!"

Truth be told, Sophia Ye wasn't yet famous. She had been in the industry for two long years, but she had only bagged roles of villains. Her career was extremely rocky and she had been part of many scandals already. There was a rumor that she had dated so many men in the past that they could easily form a human chain all around the earth. People also believed that whatever role she played was because she made dirty deals with producers.

"I am requesting you! Do not mess up this time. You might not give a damn about this gig but I do very much..." Sophia Ye knew that Alberta Yue was again trying to lecture her.

She did not have that patience anymore so she cut her in between and asked, "Which room, please?"

"It is room number 909... Listen to me carefully..."

Alberta began again but before she could even finish the line went dead after a beep. Sophia had already disconnected.

She quickly opened the front camera of her phone and reapplied her lipstick. Then confidently she walked towards room 909 with her hips swaying gracefully.

When she reached the door she tapped on it. But no one responded. So Sophia pulled out a packet of cigarettes and walked in.

The moment she entered she saw the most unwelcoming face in front of her.

But Sophia ignored the man completely. She did not even give him a chance to speak. She sat down on the sofa placed opposite the man and put a cigarette between her lips. As she looked around for a lighter she observed the man in front of her.

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