Stealing The Groom For Sweet Revenge

Chapter 8

Word Count: 522 | Released on: 11/05/2026

washed over New York

a sharp, tailored white suit. A clear plastic umbrella shield

Maybach pulled

ore a charcoal gray bespoke suit. He opened a

o cover them both. The physical proximity forc

side by side. Their footsteps echo

d giggling. Elizabeth and Dorian stood in the line

the clerk slid two thick stac

name with aggressive, sweeping strok

rms, her pen pausing for a fraction of a second befo

smiled brightly. "Congratulatio

portico. The rain had stopped, leavi

ket and pulled out a thick manil

nup," Do

nt, flipped directly to the last page, and signed her

"You aren't going to read it? I c

hese clauses is pointless, Dorian. We both know this is just a piece of paper, and the real rules ar

apers. A genuine sm

lack card. He grabbed her hand and pressed it into

tone leaving no room for argument. "Now it's off

turned and walked down the st

. His eyes locked onto hers with a heavy, possessi

ked down at the black card in her hand. It

hone and typed a sec

he data ready

cab. She had

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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.”