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Married To The Stranger In The Dark

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 905    |    Released on: Today at 20:04

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de. The small space was instantly contaminated with his scent, mixe

nd. "Kate, baby, ple

from his touch l

clumsily to his temple where the glass had cut

s the Chicago wind whipping off the lake. "Explain how you were fucking my stepsi

d me! I was

humorless. "Don't you dare put this on h

. The face I had loved for a thousand nights now se

able to meet mine. "It w

y phone. I didn't say a word. I just tapp

arging cable and had tried to forget. The timestamp was clear: two months ago. The ima

a choked, strangled sound catching in his throat. Every li

ssed the phone onto the back se

s. "So what if it was?" he snarled, his face twisting.

ds were

call that a 'dream'? That's cheap labor. I took you to team parties, and you didn't even know what caviar was. When people asked what my girlfriend did, I couldn't

I had sacrificed three

smi

of three years of wear. The cheap little cluster of diamonds he'd presented with such flourish. My treasu

said, my voice st

arm brushing his, and shoved his

en his face contorted with rage. "You'll re

stomped on the accelerator, leaving him and hi

isle mansion wasn't home. It was a plac

water a vast, black emptiness that mirrored my own. I killed the e

holding back finally broke free. A raw, ugly storm of grief f

yself up, wiping my wet face with the back

rs flying across the screen as I sear

ouse. Away from Judy and h

ble immediately. I sent a message to the l

decided to spend the night here, in my

d a spare blanket from the

less sleep, a sharp rap on the dri

Tap

my car, illuminated by the pale moonlight, was Ju

rack, the cold air a slap in

mock sympathy. "Oh, my dear sister. You didn't

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“At my own lavish engagement party, I thought I was stepping into a beautiful future with the man I loved. Instead, I found my fiancé pinning my stepsister against a wall in a storage room, kissing her hungrily. They didn't even look guilty. My stepsister laughed, revealing that my entire engagement was a sham. I was just a pathetic placeholder because she had refused an arranged marriage. When I tried to escape this nightmare, my stepfather's bodyguards dragged me back. He threw a PR marriage contract at my feet and gave me a horrifying ultimatum. "Sign it, or the matching kidney donor for your mother will go to someone else." He was blackmailing me with my dying mother's life to force me to take my stepsister's place. I was being sold off to marry a notorious, violent hockey player named Dylan Kowalski. I was completely trapped, suffocating under the cruelty of the family that treated me like livestock. With no other choice, I signed away my freedom and my soul just to keep my mother alive. As I prepared to face a year of hell with a brutal stranger, my mind kept drifting back to a dangerous, bleeding man I had briefly hidden with the night I ran away. I didn't know yet that the devil I was forced to marry and the stranger who had fiercely kissed me in the dark were the exact same person.”