Stalked By The Mad Dog Nephew

Author: Zhu Xiaying

Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1047 | Released on: 22/01/2026

es. She didn't move to open the door immediately. Instead, she sat in the climate-controlled silence, staring at the neon sign o

practic

his eyes meeting hers in the rearvi

eryone expected from her. The voice of a woman who was slowly fading away, consumed

idn't hurry. She adjusted her posture, hunching her shoulders just enough to look small, defenseless. The bouncer at the ve

epped

ng mixture of expensive cologne, stale cigarette smoke, and the metallic tang of spilled alcohol. Avery navigat

eed to ask who she was looking for. He simply jerked his chin to

d toward th

d was sharp, distinct even over the musi

ealing a chest sheen with sweat. His knuckles were split open, fresh blood trickling down his fingers to stain the p

dustpan, tried to approach the mes

ggressively, sending a half-empty bottle spinning off the table. I

t burned. She stepped into his line of sight, clutch

aid. Her voice w

e turned his head. His eyes were bloodshot, wild, the pupils blown wide.

read across his face

dripped with venom. "Did Augustus

oser, careful to avoid the glass. "It's

tood

hes of coiled muscle and drunken rage. He kicked the heavy oak table aside

ct in her body screamed at her to run. She

iskey, copper blood, and a feverish, overwhelming body heat-invaded her senses.

ravel. "To that mausoleum? To your husband w

reflex she allowed hers

t. His grip was iron-tight, bruising. He pulled her hand away from her chest, exposin

rrifyingly. He was looking at her mouth, his eyes dropping to her lips w

f you break,

fection; it was a weapon. A tool of humiliation

tinct overro

efore she registered the

a burning sensation that traveled up her arm. She gasped, her chest heaving, realizing instan

between them, heav

recoil. He di

oming there. And then, he smiled. It wasn't the mocking smirk fro

. "Why do you stay with a man who doesn't even

place with a sheer force of will. She yanked her wrist fr

fear, but with a suppressed fury she couldn't let him see. She turn

er. He followed her out of the club, not like a chas

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Stalked By The Mad Dog Nephew

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“For years, I played the role of the fragile, fading wife in the Garrison dynasty, a "little doll" who looked like she'd break if the wind blew too hard. My husband, Augustus, treated me like a piece of inconvenient furniture, while his volatile nephew, Brandon, stalked me like a predator in the shadows. Everything shattered during a family brunch when Augustus's mistress, Gilda, lounged in his shirt and announced she was pregnant with the Garrison heir. Instead of hiding his shame, my husband beamed with pride and slid a thick manila envelope across the table in front of his gloating parents. "We need to make room for the family, Avery," he said coldly, "and you're barren." His mother laughed, calling me a "worthless asset" who provided no value to the lineage. They offered me fifty million dollars to disappear-a pathetic pittance for a man worth over four billion. I let a single, perfect tear fall, playing the part of the defeated, broken woman they all expected me to be. They didn't see the cold calculation behind my watery eyes or know that I had spent three years documenting every illegal insider trade and offshore account Augustus owned. I didn't just sign the papers; I walked into the final settlement meeting in a sharp black suit and shredded their offer in front of their faces. I demanded two billion dollars in cash and controlling voting shares, threatening to hand the SEC the evidence that would send Augustus to federal prison for life. As he lunged at me in a blind rage, realization dawning that he had underestimated me, I leaned in and whispered the final blow. I told him about the box of condoms in his nightstand and the silver needle I used to ensure Gilda got pregnant. "I gave you exactly what you wanted, Augustus," I smiled as I walked out with half his empire. "And in exchange, I got my freedom."”