Marrying My Cheating Fiance's Ruthless Uncle

Chapter 5 5

Word Count: 659 | Released on: 03/04/2026

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d cage smelling of expensive rosewater, Earl Grey tea, and thinly veiled venom. I sat

ly," Alice O'Donnell whispered excitedly, leaning in. "There's eve

The memory of his paralyzing stare in the g

t of his proximity, a sickly swe

e had always harbored a sick obsession with Damon, and my betrothal to his nephew made me her favorite target. "Some people are like cheap

ent. A few girls excha

red my head. Today, I rememb

d your meaning. Are you implying that the betrothal used to maintain Falcone honor is worthless

mile faltered. "I-

Valentina," a sha

but right now, her eyes were blazing with familial pride. "You do not insult my family's ho

bling. She spun on her heel and f

calculating respect in her gaze, rather than pity. I offered h

ks, and political desperation. I sat across from Mayor James 'Ji

brow despite the cool room. "Why are you personally overseeing thi

't need to know that the image of Grayson's hands on Isabella's fragile wrist was burning a hole through my sanity

. "The fathers and future husbands of those girls

learn to pull a trigger-and making sure they are aiming at the targets I

on. "Brilliant," he muttered, leaning back in his chair. "Absolutely brilli

f it," I rep

t she could navigate the treacherous waters of my family on her own, but she was

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“In my past life, my fiancé Grayson Falcone locked me in an abandoned warehouse to die of a fever while he paraded his mistress around the city. I opened my eyes and was reborn right on the night of the Plaza Hotel gala. Just like before, Grayson swam right past me in the freezing fountain, pulling his dripping mistress into his arms in front of New York's elite mafia families. He publicly shattered our honor, leaving me to face absolute social death. But this time, Damon Falcone-Grayson's uncle and the most feared Don in the city-stepped out of the shadows, wrapped me in his coat, and carried me away. To safely destroy the betrothal, I decided to become Grayson's worst nightmare. I played the suffocatingly devoted fiancée, even "accidentally" feeding him his lethal allergen. But my plan completely backfired. Instead of breaking the engagement, Grayson developed a sick, morbid fascination with my lethal intentions. Even worse, Damon cornered me in his private shooting range, his eyes burning with a terrifying, dark obsession as he pinned me against his chest. I didn't understand why my calculated revenge was spiraling so dangerously out of control. Thanks to the vicious rumors about Damon carrying me away, the furious family matriarch slammed her hand on the table to protect the family's honor. "The rumors end now. Grayson and Isabella will marry next month."”