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The Fake Blind Bride's Sweet Revenge

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1006    |    Released on: 12/11/2026

nd them with a muffled click, plungi

g expanse of the penthouse, his long strides steady, his arms l

breathless from the sheer proximity of his body. Underneath the thin silk o

o a charcoal velvet sectional. Instead of stepping back, however, he planted both palm

es not instinctively duck her head to avoid a modern glass chandelier. Nor does she a

his gray eyes narrow

ur sight ret

etched from granite, and eyes that held the ghosts of too many battlefields. The rumors in high society painted him

larized sunglasses she had worn out of habit

zel-green-wide, intelligent, and blaz

completely indifferent to the way the torn slit of her gown exposed a pale, flawless expanse of thigh. "Dr. Lamb'

pulse fluttering at the base of her slender throat. He walked over to the wet ba

you are here because you need capital, Zeus Global will wire ten million dollars to your offshore account within the hour. If you want real estate

Gisela said coolly. "And I

the hell do

elbows on her knees, her eyes locki

you to m

nto an absolute, s

le in his tight jaw twitched violently. For three full seconds, he s

d, the words droppin

"I want your name on a legal marriage license, executed under Delaware cor

a growl. He picked up his glass, downed the bourbon in a single,

Branson Mccullough at Trinity Cathedral. Your engagement has been splashed across Bloomberg and Vogue for si

est rising and falling beneath his shirt

é and marry my adopted ward's supposed friend-the woman standing beside you as maid of honor? Do you

y's adoptive mother in name-and the trustee-by-marriage she will have to answer to. I am going to stand above her in the family hierarchy, control the

ice booming through the penthouse

rous, looking every bit the ruthless general

ause of Arthur's memory," Coleman gro

istine offended you, I will freeze her monthly allowances and force her to apologize on her knees. But I will never marry y

rms firmly, intending to lift her tow

ected the fragile retreat

throw her arms around his neck

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The Fake Blind Bride's Sweet Revenge
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“I had been pretending to be blind for months. On the night before my wedding, I heard muffled groans coming from the living room. Peeking through the cracked door, I saw my fiancé tangled on the sofa with my pampered adopted sister. For three years, he had played the devoted lover after I lost my sight saving his life in a car crash. But now, they were laughing about how I was just a clueless blind idiot. They weren't just having an affair. "Once she signs the medical forms tomorrow, her rare heart is mine," my sister giggled. "Don't worry," my fiancé murmured back. "Right after the ceremony, the surgical team is ready to fake her sudden brain death." The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth as I bit my hand to keep from screaming. I had sacrificed my career as an elite pilot for him. Every sweet word he ever said was just a trap to cut out my beating heart to cure her illness. But I wasn't going to be their sacrificial lamb. I calmly walked back to my closet and put on the custom lace wedding dress my sister had picked out for my coffin. Clutching the silver military dog tag my late father left me, I slipped out into the pouring rain. I was going to find the most ruthless billionaire in Chicago, and I was going to make him marry me tonight.”