Stealing The Groom For Sweet Revenge

Chapter 4

Word Count: 643 | Released on: 11/05/2026

l had been transformed in hours. The

silk gown that clung to her curves, a stark contrast to the ruff

ilored black tuxedo that fit his broad shoulders perfectly. He

her. Their eyes met

her chair. He leaned down, his breath warm ag

away from his reflecti

appreciative sound. "You used he

m. "If you didn't want to be cornered, y

m thickened. The sp

began to play th

err's face was pale and tight. He had planned to control the main branch of the Ca

er hand toward Dorian and forced a si

grip was firm, his thumb b

face to face, the picture of a coup

as steady, his eyes locked onto

lied, her voice equal

massive, flawless emerald cut diamond onto her r

smiled at the whispering guests. Dorian kept his hand on t

ncoln town car pulled up to a

massive penthouse. Floor-to-ceiling windows

the doors closed. She walked into the livi

d to the marble bar, poured two glasse

the rules. Separate bedrooms. Financial independenc

sip of his whiskey, his eyes tracking the

ropping an octave. "You will attend the required event

front page of the Post every other week with a different

osed the distance between them in two long strides,

on either side of her hips, trapping

Elizabeth," he warned,

up, grabbed the lapels of his tuxedo

, Dorian," she whispered, "a

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“I was an unwanted foster kid taken in by the Goodwin family, about to marry into the wealthy Cantu family to secure my adoptive father's power. But at my rehearsal dinner, my adoptive mother drugged my champagne, intending to have me assaulted and ruined. The next morning, my fiancé and my sister burst into my hotel room with a swarm of reporters, pointing fingers in manufactured horror. "You filthy whore! The engagement is over!" My fiancé roared for the cameras, while my sister sobbed about my betrayal. They had brought the press to publicly slaughter me, justifying their own secret affair while my adoptive family cursed me as a disgusting stray. For years, I had endured their toxic abuse, only to be thrown to the wolves so my sister could steal my life. They truly believed I was just a helpless pawn they could crush and discard. But they didn't know I had anticipated their trap and deliberately walked into the bed of Dorian Underwood-the ruthless billionaire and the only man the Cantu family actually feared. As I calmly hit 'send' to broadcast my fiancé's explicit sex tape to every reporter in the hallway, I met Dorian's dark, predatory gaze. I wasn't just surviving anymore; I was going to tear both their empires to the ground.”