Second Chances, No Mercy

agement, my boyfriend

his family accused me of making

e break off the engagement

re was revealed. I endured domes

ng. Standing before the man who once bullied me into marriage, I smirked, raised m

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aulted by my boyfr

agement banquet. Greg slid a ring onto my finger, promising in f

ed beast, pinning me down,

aming down my face, for him to stop. But he didn't care. My w

his expression content and disturbingly smug. Th

sweet, "it's our engagement day. Y

just violated me. As though

fury coursing through me, and s

ster, Greg! Y

wrong with you, Josie? Forced you? Are you insane? We're enga

, no means no! I told you I wasn't feeling well. I begg

is inevitable. Don't pretend to be some saint. You're not even a virgin,

I couldn't find th

s charming, polite, and attentive. After just six months of

our engagement, his mas

overheard a conversation between Greg and his

h effort your father and I put into saving that money? I told you to get he

e won't let me touch

she's pregnant before the wedding, we control the negotiati

hurn. Furious and disgusted, I had

the moment we walked through the door. He ignored my protests, mocked

termath, I hastily dressed a

s eyes cold and calculating. "Stop being dramatic. I drank too much

him. All I wanted was to ge