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Obey the Monster, But Let's Revenge

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 667    |    Released on: 11/06/2025

amily home. "Alex Vance" sat opposite me, occasionally glancing up from his tablet, his expression unreadable. The flight to the Pacific coast was lo

of a dark fairy tale. Instead, it was a marvel of modern architecture, all glass and clean lines, perched precariousl

y breathtaking views of the ocean. The silence was absolute, broken only by the faint hum of technol

me as "Miss Covington," their voices polite but devoid of warmth. I was shown to a suite of rooms

rne would dine wit

racticed ease. But my own fear, and a stubborn core of defiance, kept interfering. How do you prepar

ndow looking out at the crashing waves. The table was set f

y nerves st

ian Thorn

ies, tall, with an intensity in his dark eyes that was unnerving. He moved with a qui

ight inclination of his head

was deep

naged, trying to k

iley' s" interests, her life. I answered as best I could, sticking to the script my family

It felt like he could see right through me, thr

tter, her obsession with social events and de

what are your passions, Miss Co

your" was subtle,

the kind that involved more photo ops than actual work. "I' m very invol

a smile that didn' t reac

felt like an imposter, a fra

ke an eternity, Thorne plac

nce. "Alex, you

e, and left the r

me and Julian Th

a long moment, h

voice calm, "The ch

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“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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