Marrying The Cheating Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 9

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ightly envious smile. She nodded discreetly and pulled the doo

through her. She pushed against his chest with both hands, b

girlfriend?" she hissed, h

layful light in his gray eyes. "Aren't you? Two nights ago

inful blush that spread down her neck.

k!" she argued, but her voice c

n his chest. "So being drunk abs

cheek. "Seraphina Scott. Twenty-four years old. An h

He knew who she was.

" The question came o

. "Shouldn't I know something about my... guest?" He paused on the las

control that night-the one using a stranger for a moment of reckless escape.

t out. "Give me back my ring, and

g under the office lights. "The ring? Are you sure

hameless,

s vanished, replaced by something dee

, stepping back and crea

d for air, watc

desk, crossing his arms over his chest. His ga

ice now devoid of emotion. "You're

had laid bare her most p

ne of your

self-deprecating smile touched his l

hers. Then he said something that wo

relax." He watched her, his expression deadly s

ical thing. She stood frozen,

t...

n his early thirties, who radiated power from every pore, whose own ne

but looking into those steady, unblinking

sn't

s ser

ed. Not relief. Not satisfaction. Something closer to guilt-a s

bedpost she couldn't even see. But if what he was saying was true, then s

hat night shifted, and she di

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Marrying The Cheating Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Dolorita Drinker Modern

“For three years, Seraphina played the perfect, supportive girlfriend to Julian, a supposedly struggling student, hoping his love would save her from a vicious step-family. But when she finally knelt down to propose, he fled in a panic. Following him to an exclusive club, she uncovered a shattering truth: he was actually a billionaire heir, and their entire relationship was nothing but a cruel bet. Hiding in the shadows, she listened as Julian bragged to his wealthy friends. "I'll have my fun, and then I'll dump her." He mocked her innocent devotion, laughing about how her desperate love was a pathetic joke. Her three years of sacrifice meant absolutely nothing. To make matters worse, she soon learned her stepmother was already secretly plotting to marry her stepsister off to Julian, stealing her only way out. A frozen, suffocating rage consumed her heart. How could someone casually destroy another person's life for sport? She refused to be his naive, helpless victim anymore. If her purity was just a punchline to his arrogant friends, she would show him exactly how ruthless she could be. In a reckless act of revenge, she threw herself at a cold, commanding stranger in the bar, leaving her late mother's ring behind in his hotel bed. But when she later crossed paths with the stranger, she froze. He was Damian Carlisle-Julian's untouchable, ruthlessly powerful uncle. "If your concern is about me, you can relax. That night was my first time as well." Staring at the most dangerous man in New York, Seraphina didn't run. Instead, she knew exactly who she was going to marry to destroy them all.”