Stealing The Groom For Sweet Revenge

Chapter 7

Word Count: 532 | Released on: 11/05/2026

ace. He wore a long black cashmere coat, his hands buried deep

re was a dangerous spark of genuine admiration in his d

She let her hands drop to her si

ked down at Acey, who was still writhi

oporosis hitting you early, Acey

wave of humiliated rage. He tried to push himself up, but his arm

to Elizabeth. Without asking, he rea

er hand up, his eyes dropping to the blood soaking through t

rian's voice was a

ck, breaking his grip. "A ra

s head slowly, looking back down at Acey. T

ed with pure malice. "I enjoyed the show tonight. But if you ever come n

is chest, and threw himself into the driver's seat of the Ferrari. The eng

ghts disappear. She turned t

sive frame blocking the neon lig

didn't expect you to flip a man Acey's si

ing his gaze. "Are you worried I'l

He leaned in, his face inches from hers. The smell

y," he whispered, his voice dropping

e didn't back down. "I hope you ha

ly. The teasing vanished, repl

of his coat, pulling the mask of the u

is tone entirely business, "we need to make it ironclad. Mee

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Xia Qingnuan Romance

“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.”