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Obey the Monster, But Let's Revenge

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 633    |    Released on: 11/06/2025

ed to anymore. Covington. A name that once meant something in New England, now just a faded echo. My upcoming marriage

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Obey the Monster, But Let's Revenge
Obey the Monster, But Let's Revenge
“My family was crumbling, clinging to the last vestiges of a once-great name. My upcoming marriage to Ethan was supposed to save us, his new money cushioning our fall. But rumors painted Julian Thorne, a reclusive tech billionaire, as a monster who ruined women, and his people chose my beautiful half-sister, Hailey, as his next "companion." Then Ethan, my fiancé, panicked, pulling me into a desperate elopement. In a cheap motel room, he revealed his true plan: I was to pretend we'd been secretly married before Hailey's selection. He needed me as a convenient shield, a deniable wife, so he could keep Hailey, and her potential connection to Thorne, on a string. My stomach churned; this wasn't love, it was a transaction. Back home, my family, desperate to "save" Hailey, demanded I support Ethan's lie, threatening to cut off funding for my cherished art project. They called me "strong" when they wanted me to bear their burdens, to be a doormat. The disgust was a bitter taste in my mouth, realizing I was just a pawn in their cruel, self-serving games. Why was I always the one sacrificed, always the "strong" one meant to suffer in silence? The thought of living Ethan' s fabricated life, a life of quiet humiliation and deceit, suddenly felt infinitely worse than facing any rumored monster. A cold fury rose in me, sharp and clean. I would not be their pawn, their disposable currency. Looking my father dead in the eye, I declared, "If Hailey is too delicate for Mr. Thorne, then I will go in her place." I' d rather face a monster with my eyes open than be a fool' s secret.”
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