Viral Romance

His Twisted Game, My Dangerous Love

Rabbit

Vesper's marriage to Julian Sterling was a gilded cage. One morning, she woke naked beside Damon Sterling, Julian's terrifying brother, then found a text: Julian's mistress was pregnant. Her world shattered, but the real nightmare had just begun. Julian's abuse escalated, gaslighting Vesper, funding his secret life. Damon, a germaphobic billionaire, became her unsettling anchor amidst his chaos. As "Iris," Vesper exposed Julian's mistress, Serena Sharp, sparking brutal war: poisoned drinks, a broken leg, and the horrifying truth-Julian murdered her parents, trapping Vesper in marriage. The man she married was a killer. Broken and betrayed, Vesper was caught between monstrous brothers, burning with injustice. Refusing victimhood, Vesper reclaimed her identity. Fueled by vengeance, she allied with Damon, who vowed to burn his empire for her. Julian faced justice, but matriarch Eleanor's counterattack forced Vesper's choice as a hitman aimed for her.

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My husband Jeremy crashed a wedding for his ex, Donnie, and the video went viral. I was at home, pregnant and making his favorite lasagna, when I saw him screaming about saving her from the groom.

This wasn't the first time. Three years ago, his obsession with playing her hero cost me our first baby. He swore it would never happen again.

He had promised to be there for my prenatal check-up, but he abandoned me to rescue her instead.

When he finally came home that night, he fell to his knees, crying and begging for another chance, just like he did before. He looked pathetic.

But this time, I felt nothing but a cold, hollow emptiness. The woman who loved him was already dead.

I looked him straight in the eye and calmly delivered the final blow.

"I had an abortion today. The baby is gone."

"Sign the papers, Jeremy."

Chapter 1

My phone vibrated, buzzing against the tile counter where I was kneading dough. It was Sarah, my best friend, her name flashing like an emergency beacon. I wiped my flour-dusted hands on my apron, a small smile playing on my lips. Jeremy would be home soon, and I was making his favorite lasagna. Life felt, for the most part, perfect.

"Chelsey, have you seen TikTok?" Sarah's voice was a frantic whisper, laced with a strange mix of shock and disbelief.

I chuckled, picking up a stray strand of hair. "No, why? Did another cat video go viral?"

"No, Chelsey, not a cat video! It's... it's Jeremy."

My smile vanished. My hand froze mid-air, the dough cold and heavy beneath my fingers. "Jeremy? What about Jeremy?"

A beat of silence. Then, a torrent of words. "There's a video. It's everywhere. He crashed a wedding. Donnie Decker's wedding."

The name hit me like a physical blow. Donnie. After all this time. My stomach lurched.

"He was yelling, Chelsey. About saving her. From that poor groom." Sarah's voice dropped. "Chelsey, is he... is he back with her?"

My phone, suddenly heavy in my hand, started to ping, an endless barrage of notifications. Text messages, DMs, missed calls, all blinking furiously. My social media feeds were exploding. The video. Everyone was talking about it.

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