The Superstar's Obsession: My Unwanted Husband

Chapter 3

Word Count: 596 | Released on: 13/05/2026

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“I am a D-list actress with a terrible reputation and thousands of haters. But my real nightmare started when I got blackout drunk in Vegas and woke up next to Evander Byers, the untouchable, scandal-free superstar. Before I could even find my clothes, our parents barged into the hotel suite with a wall of corporate lawyers. Evander, the supposed god of the entertainment industry, played the victim perfectly. "She dragged me in here last night. I couldn't stop her." Under the crushing threat of my father freezing my bank accounts and the lawyers protecting Evander's pure image, I was forced to sign a marriage contract. Now, this manipulative monster has moved into my penthouse, claiming his legal rights as my fiancé. He controls my space, suffocates me with his dark obsession, and watches my bank balance drop to zero. Everyone thinks he is a flawless angel, but I know he is just a hypocritical control freak. I refuse to be his prisoner. Desperate for cash and an escape route, I secretly signed a contract for a trashy reality dating show. I thought a closed set in Hawaii would be the perfect place to hide from him, make millions, and ruin my toxic ex on national television. I packed my bags, thinking I had outsmarted the devil. But I didn't know that Evander had just canceled his global tour to call the network executives. The ultimate predator just bought his way into the cast, ready to hunt his runaway fiancée in front of the whole world.”