A Night With My Ex Fiancées Cousin

The Discarded Heiress: Marrying My Lethal Husband

Xiao Wang

The rain in Detroit was slick with grime when my family finally came to fetch me. They didn't want a reunion; they wanted a sacrificial lamb to marry into the Kaufman empire to save their failing business. I thought I was just being sold off, but the limo ride ended under a dark overpass where six hired thugs were waiting with chains. My own sister had ordered them to "break my spirit" so I’d be a shaking, pathetic mess by the time I reached the altar. They called me "Detroit trash" and sprayed air freshener when I sat on their leather seats. My stepmother wanted a video of me begging for my life, and my father was ready to trade me like a used car to a man everyone called a "vegetable." They expected a submissive country girl, unaware that I was a high-level "cleaner" who could snap a radius bone before they could even scream. When I finally reached the Kaufman estate, I found my fiancé, Barron, slumped in a wheelchair, drooling and silent. But as soon as the doors closed, the "invalid" grabbed my wrist with a grip of iron and whispered a command that changed everything. I didn't understand why my own blood was so desperate to see me destroyed. What had I ever done to deserve a hit squad and a forced marriage to a man they thought was a corpse? But Barron isn't a vegetable, and I'm not a victim. We just touched down at the Moon family gala in a matte-black helicopter, and as the doors slide open, the "broken" bride is about to show them exactly what happens when you throw away the wrong daughter. "If we're going to crash a party," Barron whispered, his eyes burning with lethal clarity, "we should make an entrance."

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Chapter one

Every butterfly in the world had migrated in my stomach; my cheeks were flushing crimson red as my eyes shone so bright at the screen of my small phone, glaring at the most beautiful wedding dress ever, with joy filling my chest.

"I love this!!" I twirled around in delight, the full energy of excitement ran through my cold body, and my lips twitched into a small smile as I pictured how the wedding dress would look so good on me next week Tuesday, I'm thrilled because I'm getting married to the most popular man, my childhood crush and the one who rule the top most company around the country.

I beamed with joy.

All my dreams were finally coming true, I prayed so hard for this, and I had a huge crush on Alex since I was in grade 8, I was stunned and a yelp of surprise left my lips when he asked me out in front of the whole school, I couldn't reject the offer because I loved him so much, my heart pounded so fast like ever before and almost dropped down from it's bottom when he leaned close to me, his eyes raked over me and I swallowed the lump that form at my throat.

"Hey, what's up with those weird smiles?" A meek voice asked from my back, and I flinched with fear; the voice jotted me out of my deep thoughts as I snapped my neck backward, and it was my colleague, Alicia. "I'm good" I replied, my voice dropping in a whisper with a soft smile tugging at the corner of my lips.

She sipped in the coffee in her hand slowly and I observed the way her lips parted slowly.

"Congratulations, I saw your wedding invitation with Mr. Alex," she spoke, with sweetness drenching in her voice, and I gave her a slight nod because we had posted and announced our wedding all over the internet.

"You look so nice together," She added as thousands of butterflies kept fluttering in the pit of my stomach.

Truth be told, I'm so proud of myself because I was able to capture his heart. We worked at the same company, but he had a higher rank than me, and he managed the company so well that everyone could ever think. His family owns the company.

"Thank you so much." I lowered my face a little bit and glued my gaze on the stony floor, feeling uncomfortable, with my cheek flushing red.

She chuckled finding my blush cute and funny.

"You're at work also; please don't lose focus, new bride," she added in a teasing tone, and I nodded with a bright smile on my flickering on my face.

I took in a deep breath because I couldn't wait any longer to see Alex's gorgeous face, his tempting pink lips, and his ice-blue eyes which kept drowning in a sea of lust, my patience was wearing thin but I had no choice than to calm my nerves down, he told me he will be so busy so I decided to give him a little space.

This freaking space is Killing me...

"Gosh, this is so annoying!" I furrowed my brows at the heavy documents in front of me and a soft sigh escaped from my lips. A tired sigh.

My phone buzzed loudly, and I flipped it up. A smirk stretched across my lips when I saw the call was from my best friend.

"I'm at work, what's up with this call?" I demanded, a little bit grumpily.

"You don't need to be harsh; guess what?!?" she almost shattered my eardrum with her scream, and I winced in pain; what the heck has come over her?

My eyes were fighting my mouth for the right word to say but I was betrayed, word refused to come out of it "He is back!!" she exclaimed, and waves of confusion shot through my body as I raised my brow curiously "Who" I Inquired slowly and my body got freeze up on a spot when the notification of my mail displayed on top of my phone, my whole mouth widened in shock as my heartbeat increased. "I am sacked." My voice tumbled out in a low tone and was barely audible.

I froze, staring at the email notification, not fully understanding what I was seeing. Sacked? The word echoed in my mind, dull and distant, as if my brain refused to process it. My fingers trembled as I clicked on the email, my eyes darting over the words. Termination of Employment. Effective immediately. The lump in my throat thickened as the letters on the screen blurred.

My heart pounded wildly, leaping up my throat and sending a wave of nervousness through my body. I couldn't breathe.

This couldn't be happening.

Alex wouldn't let this happen. He knew how much I needed this job-how much it meant to me, especially now, with our future together. This must be some mistake.

I tried to swallow, but my throat felt dry, like sandpaper. With shaky hands, I grabbed my phone to call him but stopped myself. He's busy. He'll explain later, won't he?

"What's wrong," Clara asked, worried.

"I have been sacked?!" My voice cracked, and my hand went weak as I bit onto my lower lips with pain and discomfort.

I hung up the call and stood up instantly. Moving on a spot.

Later the day, I motioned myself to his office; my heels clicked the marble floor, echoing around the silent hallway, and the fresh air masked my face as I sucked in the breath of the atmosphere, feeling a bit relaxed.

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