The Playboy CEO and his unwanted wifes revenge

The day I turned eighteen, I was thrown into a gilded cage, marrying into wealth as my mother' s unwanted baggage.

Ethan Kensington, my new stepbrother, treated me like furniture, a secret he summoned only when bored or lonely, buying me off with trinkets.

Then came the wedding announcement: Ethan was marrying someone else, and the world was celebrating, blind to the shadow I' d become.

Broken and disposable, I faked my death, hoping to evoke a shred of guilt, only to reappear years later, building a quiet life of my own.

But he found me, cornered me in a diner, and with a public proposal that reeked of control, I foolishly said yes.

I married him again, believing his grand gestures were a sign of true love, until I overheard him describing me as a problem to be "handled."