The Jilted Bride's Billionaire Vengeance

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the glittering gala. Their embrace was so tight, so suffocatingly intimate, it felt like

s that seemed to defy the public setting, a kiss mea

rearm, delicate, claiming. They looked more like a couple than Bradly a

ixture of curiosity and thinly veiled amusement. I

e of shame," someone murmured,

nned can she be? Still sta

daline, the one who would scream, cry, make a scene

desire, flickered to me. He let out a low, satisfied hum. He expe

nothing. No t

blank

but I didn' t give him the chance. I turned on my heel and wal

lm on my heated skin. I pulled out m

e receiver, my voice raw.

side the curb, its tinted window sliding down

rdered, his tone flat, le

. Her face was still flushed, her hair slight

w furrowed. "You shouldn' t be

dly, I' m so sorry! I didn' t think... I' ll ge

t her body remained stubbornly in place. Bradly gen

he warned, his eyes flashing at me.

lked around to the back door, m

ingers caressing Bradly' s jawline. "Do you like the scent of my new hand

thing grew heavy, uneven. Their eyes locked, a silent, int

bout to meet, a loud thud

apped towards the

heard. The car door slamming shut. M

ace contorted in a furious grimace

h my chin towards the sedan that had just pulle

," I said, my voice f

fusion? This wasn' t my usual reaction. But then, it harden

and pulled a small velvet box from his

ice tight with barely suppressed rage. "You' re my fi

s your real fiancée, Bradly?" I asked, m

annoyance and... something like satis

Pure. You could never compare." He spat the words, venom dripping from each syllable. "If you da

e bad guy. He just couldn' t give up Janel

nto my car. James pulled away smoothly, leavi

held up a sparkling pink diamond ring. It glowed in the dim light of the car. Ten carats, at least. I re

eaching into my pocket, I pulled it out. It was a cheap, mass-produced piece. A free

d. The phone ran

the scre

putting it

everyone about us?" Janell' s voice, a

' t. And even if she did, who would believe her? You' re th

sound. A kiss. Disgust

my finger

text message from

rd wheel, Adaline. You had your t