The Billionaire's Vendetta Bride

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dge by the wrong end." I snorted, saluting her with a mock salute as she teared off in an obscenely large SUV that likely drank gas like a frat boy during happy ho

n't wait to see his stupid, handsome face. I'd been fantasizing about him nonstop, all while crushing my sales goals and pretty much saving m

than my New Year's resolutions. A flutter of discomfort pinched my stomach as I ascended the stairs to our second-floor apartment. I inserted the key in the lock but

dim, the curtains drawn against the winter afternoon. The TV flickered with some action movie, so

I got in response. My heart raced with nervousness as I crept deeper and deeper in

too many home invasion movies) and tried again. "Ethan, your queen has returned from conquest." St

, I heard noises that didn't require a detective's badge to interpret - rhythmic cre

h of a telenovela star. What I saw caused my internal organs to do a synchronized dive into my shoes. Ethan was in bed with so

t there... Don'

use... Now..." I grunted back as he continued his rh

as I held my chest, feeling like someone had reac

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an and turned to me firing eyes wider than dinner plates.

e. My eyes went to the woman in my bed, and I

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her chin, her face turning

such Olympic precision?" I screamed, as though 

and threw it in his direction. He ducked with impressive reflexes for someone who had

th," Ethan tried to come to me, hands r

I meditate while you give me the story of how you found yourself naked with

his backstabbing snake! I spat,

en Kylie jumped up, swaddling herse

bout calling me a snake!" it sn

I say 'slimy, duplicitous reptile'? You're my sister! "You're suppo

sting ugly. "You don't know ever

akdown. "Complicated? What's complicated? The only thing comp

pen her mouth to whatever ludicrous excuse she

hrough oil. "Why, Ethan? What kind of cosm

interested in the pattern on my carpet. "I

ust happened? What, like the weather? 'Slight chance of thunders

ed to behave, sweet pea... But I have needs. "He was so blubbering, his eyes were fl

tly ... I wanted warmth

weather?" I teased, my tone with more attitude than an incel subreddit. "And it was broken, the thermostat? And

or words. "Babe, you know I'm not talking about that k

ar that must have startled

shoulders hunching as if he were trying to disappear. He looked at Kylie, then back at me, then rushed to pick up his clothes that

from me like a nuclear reactor. It made me want to t

for. The clothes had been charged to my credit card. So get

rowing him out in his underwear." I stood my ground despite his pa

ed the tension, and I thought, Who else w