My Fiancé Married Me To His Brother

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 690 | Released on: 03/02/2026

odyguards lowered their guns, tho

against his suit, but he seemed impervious to it. His gaze lingered on the

It was an assessment. He

nity. He lunged forward, grasping at Killian's pol

am. She threw her hands up to cover her

en her ring and middl

an expression of mild distaste. He didn't kick him. H

h it," Ki

ed him into the darkness of the hedges. The

her face, letting out ra

nto the rain, holding an umbrella over his head. He stop

shrieked. "You crazy bitc

y, his free hand flying u

ared didn't come. She was too annoyed. She wipe

nsel, the world doesn't rev

pointed a shaking finger at her. "It won't w

urned to his chair, watching this domestic

as polite, detached. "Maybe you should have him checke

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sputtered. "Wha

a step to

the wet stone. He gagged, a dry,

k!" he c

her head, putting on her

s in the shadows could hear. "Is this a conditio

sympathy, "psychological erectile dysfunction often manifests wi

nt shade of purple. "I do n

re pills for that. Though, honestly, I don

ian. She offered him a

son. Since the engagement is clearly of

turned and walked between them. She

es on her back until

hissed to his broth

t, pressing her back against

ollowed you?" Kill

he must

ud on the soles. She didn't come from the

derstand,"

llian murmured. "

flick of the

her," Killian said. "The

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My Fiancé Married Me To His Brother

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“To the world, I was Delia Fitzgerald, the spoiled, vacuous daughter of the South's wealthiest family. But behind the practiced pout and expensive stilettos, I was a sleeper agent, a shadow trained for war. The mask cracked the night my fiancé, Ansel Gibson, dumped me in the rain. He didn't just break the engagement; he recoiled in physical disgust, claiming that the very sight of me made him physically ill. When I returned home, I expected my father to be furious about the failed business merger. Instead, I found him paralyzed by a primal terror I had never seen. It wasn't about the money; it was about a "blood debt" and a mysterious parchment that held our family's lives in the balance. "You will go to the Gibsons and beg for forgiveness," my father rasped, his hands shaking uncontrollably. "If this contract is broken, there will be blood." My own brothers, men who usually ruled the city, could only watch in grim silence. I realized then that I wasn't a daughter to them-I was currency, a lamb being led to the slaughter to pay for a secret I didn't even know existed. I didn't understand why the Gibsons were so obsessed with me, or why Killian Gibson-the family's true monster-was suddenly tracking my every move with a predatory smile. He traced the callouses on my hands, marks from thousands of rounds of gunfire that no debutante should have, and whispered that he wanted me where he could see me. If they wanted a pawn, they picked the wrong girl. I decided to stop running and walked straight into the lion's den, accepting a job as Killian's "Chief Special Assistant." I was going to find that parchment and tear their world apart from the inside. The game had officially begun, and this time, the "Baby Girl" was the one holding the knife.”