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Trading My Ex For His Billionaire Uncle

Trading My Ex For His Billionaire Uncle

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1022    |    Released on: Today at 16:25

en just a fraction. The dim light from the wall sc

ed. The air vanis

a. His hands were tangled in her blonde hair

Cam chuckled, a dark, mocking sound t

hard her knuckles turned white. Her fingernails dug into

red against Kiley's neck. "She's just a

Her muscles coiled, screaming at her to

slow, shaky breath. She

her eyes for two seconds. When she opened them, the vulnerabili

carpet, making no sound as she walked toward the main banquet hall.

pen. The blinding light from the crystal chandeliers stabbed

aze locked instantly on the man s

s Co

ched. He swirled the champagne in his glass with a slow, deliberate motion

breathing

ayes didn't even speak. He just gave her a look so

smirk. She had found her target.

bypassed the crowd, walking purposefully toward the quietest side e

yn timed her steps perfectly. She stepped out from behi

hed across the lape

e of them shoved Jocelyn back roughly. She

sp. She looked up.

warmth. He looked down at the wet s

. His voice was a l

ed against her ribs, b

personal space. She pressed her fingers against his chest, wiping th

d her wrist. The grip was brutal, hard enough to br

She leaned in until her lips

mbers behind the me

fraction of an inch. His gaze swept over her face, sh

ack. Her eyes burned w

stepping up to drag her away. "Stay put," he commanded softly, the absolute authority in

bing wrist. She didn't h

g shut. Jocelyn slipped throug

ating. The scent of cedar and expens

He didn't tell his guards to drag her

lowly. She had wo

pened to a dark hallway. Hayes stepped out, his long le

card. The heavy d

nt the door shut, he grabbed Jocelyn's

he demanded, his voi

"I want a backer. Som

laugh. "You don't have enou

. She grabbed the zipper of her

eet. The cool air of the p

in the quiet room. The coldness in his eyes

crashed down on hers. It wasn't a gentle ki

pain, but she kissed

over a side table. Logic and reason were drowned out by p

their weight. Hayes's ma

he pleasure blurred together as she sea

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Trading My Ex For His Billionaire Uncle
Trading My Ex For His Billionaire Uncle
“I spent three years working as my fiancé Cam's shadow analyst, writing his reports and securing his corporate bonuses. But at a company banquet, I opened a lounge door and found him pinning my stepsister Kiley against a sofa. "I'll cancel the engagement," Cam murmured against her neck. "She's just a boring machine." Instead of crying, I dug into his accounts and found he had embezzled five million dollars to buy Kiley a luxury penthouse. When I presented the irrefutable photos and bank statements to my adoptive family, my mother slapped me across the face. She accused me of fabricating the evidence out of jealousy, fiercely protecting her biological daughter while throwing me out into the cold. Cam even tracked me down on the street, raising his fist to beat me just for making his mistress cry. Three years of my devotion were treated like absolute garbage, discarded for a fragile hypocrite. They all thought I was an orphaned nobody who would swallow the humiliation and walk away empty-handed. They didn't know that right after catching them, I had crashed into the chest of the most dangerous man in the room. Hayes Cooper, the King of Wall Street, and Cam's ruthless uncle. Sitting in the back of an Uber, I emailed Hayes a hidden file containing all of Cam's federal crimes. I didn't just want the penthouse back. I wanted my ex in prison, and his Director's chair for myself.”