The Jilted Bride's Billionaire Vengeance

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abotage, finally extinguished the last ember of affection I might

grief and anger. Tonight. Tonight was the night I would me

still my uncle from my previous life, a distant, resp

. Even if I couldn't make him fall in love with me instan

ft the office. Just as I reached the underground parkin

in the dim light, was a bla

he license pla

zed over, her head lolling back and forth with Bradly' s thrusting

adly, truly. No love, no jealousy. But the raw, animal

ead turned.

lling him into a deep, ravenous kiss. Her moans, thick and guttural, mingled with th

turned quickly, desperate to escape. My own car w

oan, followed by a sigh, emanated

d, Janell' s fac

didn' t see you there!" she c

y name, showed a flicker of emb

accidentally dropped. Bradly' s belt. A scrap of lace, a delicate pair of underwear, dang

family elders. Something tasteful, a gesture of respect. And for G

us mixture of apology and defensiveness on his face. He opened his mouth, but then his eyes lande

" he asked, a smug glint in his eye. "

. I quickly stepped ba

for you," I sai

said, his voice casual, almost bored. "Janell. She' s my wife, yo

cension. "If you' d been more obedient, maybe I would have been g

glint in his eyes. Goosebumps rose

y, but his hand shot

ed. "Don' t cause any trouble. After dinner, go see Janell and

s heel before I could respond

ss laugh bubbling in my throat. Soon, he would

dy seated, a smattering of polite conversation filli

ast him. My destination was a seat near the head of the table,

us move, stomped over, hi

e and sitting down. "That seat is for Garrison! Get back

down my irritation. I opened my mou

deep voice, rich and reson

gies for b