Stalked By The Mad Dog Nephew

For years, I played the role of the fragile, fading wife in the Garrison dynasty, a "little doll" who looked like she’d break if the wind blew too hard. My husband, Augustus, treated me like a piece of inconvenient furniture, while his volatile nephew, Brandon, stalked me like a predator in the shadows. Everything shattered during a family brunch when Augustus’s mistress, Gilda, lounged in his shirt and announced she was pregnant with the Garrison heir. Instead of hiding his shame, my husband beamed with pride and slid a thick manila envelope across the table in front of his gloating parents. "We need to make room for the family, Avery," he said coldly, "and you’re barren." His mother laughed, calling me a "worthless asset" who provided no value to the lineage. They offered me fifty million dollars to disappear—a pathetic pittance for a man worth over four billion. I let a single, perfect tear fall, playing the part of the defeated, broken woman they all expected me to be. They didn't see the cold calculation behind my watery eyes or know that I had spent three years documenting every illegal insider trade and offshore account Augustus owned. I didn't just sign the papers; I walked into the final settlement meeting in a sharp black suit and shredded their offer in front of their faces. I demanded two billion dollars in cash and controlling voting shares, threatening to hand the SEC the evidence that would send Augustus to federal prison for life. As he lunged at me in a blind rage, realization dawning that he had underestimated me, I leaned in and whispered the final blow. I told him about the box of condoms in his nightstand and the silver needle I used to ensure Gilda got pregnant. "I gave you exactly what you wanted, Augustus," I smiled as I walked out with half his empire. "And in exchange, I got my freedom."

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The lawyers were scrambling to pack up their briefcases, eager to escape the radioactive tension in the room. Augustus was slumped in his chair, staring at the polished wood grain, looking like a man who had just survived a plane crash only to realize he was stranded on a desert island.

Avery stopped at the door. She paused, her hand on the brass handle.

She turned back.

She walked slowly back toward Augustus. The clicking of her heels was the only sound in the room.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a small, black velvet box. The kind usually reserved for cufflinks or earrings.

She placed it gently on the table in front of him.

"A parting gift," she said softly.

Augustus looked up, suspicion clouding his eyes. He reached out and flipped the lid open.

Inside, resting on the plush velvet, was a single, silver sewing needle.

He frowned, confused. He looked up at her. "What is this? Some kind of voodoo threat?"

Avery leaned down. She brought her lips close to his ear, invading his space just as Brandon had done to her, but with cold, calculated precision.

"Check your nightstand drawer, Augustus," she whispered.

Augustus froze.

"The box of condoms," she continued, her voice a silken thread of malice. "I poked holes in every single one. With that needle."

Augustus's eyes widened. His pupils dilated in horror. The realization hit him like a physical blow.

"Gilda didn't trap you," Avery whispered. "I did."

She pulled back to look at his face. "I gave you exactly what you wanted. An heir. And in exchange, I got my freedom."

Augustus's face turned a violent shade of purple. The veins in his neck bulged. He let out a roar, a sound of pure, animalistic fury.

He lunged.

He grabbed Avery by the throat, his fingers digging into her windpipe.

"You bitch!" he screamed, shaking her. "You calculated bitch!"

The lawyers shouted, rushing forward to pull him off.

Avery didn't struggle. She didn't claw at his hands. She stared straight into his eyes, her expression calm, almost bored.

"Strike me," she choked out. "Do it. And I'll take the other fifty percent."

Augustus froze. His hand was shaking on her neck. He looked at the witnesses. He looked at her fearless eyes.

He realized, with a jolt of terror, that he was afraid of her.

He released her, shoving her backward. She stumbled but caught herself on the table.

Augustus backed away, breathing heavily. "Get out. Get out!"

Avery straightened her collar. She touched her neck, where red marks were already blooming. She didn't look in pain. She looked satisfied.

"Goodbye, Augustus."

She walked out of the room.

Behind her, she heard the sound of the velvet box being swept off the table, hitting the wall with a dull thud, followed by Augustus's scream of impotent rage.

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Mafia Modern Romance

9.1

Belonging to You

9.1

"Someone will hear," I whispered, the words breaking into a tremor. His family and the entire Castillo group were gathered just down the hall. Smack. My gasp tangled in my throat. "No, they won't." His palm landed again, sharp and claiming. Smack. "Do you want to know why?" All I could manage was a desperate, breathless sound. "Because you'll stay quiet." His voice dropped, low and dangerous. "Won't you, Abigail?" He rubbed the spot where he'd struck, the heat of his touch spreading like fire under my skin. Pins and needles rushed through me, making my breath hitch. I bit down hard on my lip, fighting the sound clawing its way up my throat. "Good girl." His praise slid over me like sin, a command and a reward all at once. ***** Abigail swore off love the night she caught her boyfriend tangled up with the neighbor's daughter. Relationships were nothing but heartbreak-until he came along. One touch from her new employer's grandson, Christian Castillo, awakens a hunger she thought she'd buried forever. She knows it's forbidden. She knows it can't last. But desire has a way of burning through reason, and with Christian, surrender feels inevitable. Then her world shatters. Her employer is murdered, and the blame lands squarely on her shoulders. With prison looming and her only lifeline being a man who refuses to forgive her, Abigail is trapped between ruin and a marriage she never chose. But she won't go down quietly. Someone is pulling the strings, and she's determined to expose the truth-even if it costs her freedom, her heart, and the man she can't stop craving. A story of love, betrayal, and the courage to fight for forgiveness-and for the truth. ***** A steamy, suspenseful billionaire romance about love, betrayal, and redemption.

Action Modern Romance

9.3

Betrayal's Endgame

9.3

After a devastating betrayal, a woman finds herself at a crossroads in the modern world. Seeking closure and a fresh start, she navigates the complexities of trust and heartbreak. Her journey is defined by the high stakes of emotional survival as she seeks justice against those who wronged her. Amidst the chaos of her crumbling life, an unexpected connection challenges her resolve, forcing her to choose between revenge and a second chance at love.

Modern Romance

8.7

Fake Bracelet, Real Betrayal

8.7

Elena’s world shatters when she discovers her husband, Julian, gifted her a counterfeit bracelet while hiding a secret life. As she investigates the deception, Elena uncovers a web of lies involving his family and a hidden lover. Each clue reveals that her marriage was a calculated sham. Caught in a dangerous game of corporate greed and personal betrayal, Elena must navigate a mystery where the truth is more expensive than any diamond.

Modern Mystery Romance

7.1

From Jilted Bride To Mafia Empress

7.1

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Mafia Modern Romance

8.2

His Contracted Temptation; Velvet Lies

8.2

She married him for safety. He married her for strategy. Neither expected obsession. Valeria Torres is a woman with no past-because she buried it. But when her fake identity lands her in the arms of Dante Morello, billionaire mafia heir and the man everyone fears, the game changes. He offers her a deal: a two-year marriage to clean up his image and silence his enemies. She agrees-until the ghosts she ran from kidnap her daughter and force her back into the life she burned to escape. Now, she has to outwit killers, deceive her husband, and survive the one thing she never planned for-falling for him.

Billionaire Modern Romance

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