The Fiancé He Severely Underestimated

ys, he was gone, whisked away by the very power structure he' d always disdained. His attempts to resist, to return

locked him. Erased him. The legend of Las Vegas's King and Queen was d

it was overshadowed by a burning desire to prove him wrong. To prove th

s. The pain fueled me, a dark energy that sharpened my mind and dulled my emotions. I worked relentlessly,

the silent screams beneath the polished exterior, the fragile woman teetering on the edge. The

speed, a tangible threat to match the storm inside me. I found myself at an undergroun

w, a petty thug who thought he could fill his uncle's shoes. He' d lost a significant chunk of his famil

y gaze fixed on

taunted, stepping closer. His cronies snickered. "Rumor has it he ran off w

older than the desert night. "Y

n't have the guts to get in a car and race. Not with me." He gestured to a souped-up muscle car, its engi

anything, other than the dull ache of betrayal. A chance to push the limits, to court disaster. "Fin

dened, preda

contacts. My hands gripped the wheel, the leather cold beneath my fingers. The sta

, unresponsive. Marco. He' d tampered with the car. A cold laugh escaped me

from the engine. The speedometer climbed, blurring the world outside. A sharp curve ahead, leading directly to a sheer drop off the canyo

cliff edge rushing into view. I closed my eye

sideways, away from the precipice. The world spun, a cacophony of screeching metal and shatte

throbbing pain pulsed behind my temples. My arm screamed in protest, twisted at an unnatur

was familiar, yet alien. A jolt of so

torn. He looked like he' d been through hell. He was pulling me from the wreckage, his hands gentle but firm. My

ords thick with pain and som

arms of Carlisle, who had miraculously appeared, then stalked toward Marco, his

mmered, "She cheated! She brok

lar. "You tampered with her car, you coward! Yo

nging to a man who looked suspiciously like her "brother" Harris had mentioned. "Ava... she' s always been like this. Ruthless. S

care about anyone but herself. Jax' s words, echoed by Ember. A wave of bitterness washed ov

st of my injured arm. "Let's go," I said, my vo

ait. I can explain." He took a ste

omach. Jax immediately diverted his attention, his arm wrapping around her, holding her close. My gaze fell to their ma

r taste in my mouth. You tru

I just walked away, the adrenaline of the near-death experience fading