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I Married My Ex’s Billionaire Father

Being the daughter of the home wrecking mistress was bad enough; but when your own mother also detested you and actually loved your step sister while treating you like an abomination, that had to be the worse thing in life. As if things are not bad enough, her wedding day is hijacked and the Prince Charming she thought would be hers forever betrays her to be with her own sister and she realizes that they had been laughing in her face all this while. Distraught and heart broken, she does the next best thing, gets drunk at a bar then wakes up the next morning in a man’s hotel room and with a cheap wedding ring on her finger then she flees in fear. Unfortunately for her, that night won’t just go away and she finds that her groom actually wants her and wait for it… he is her ex’s father. * “You went into a hotel and spent the night with a strange man, do you deny it?” “why should she deny it when she spent the night with her husband?” a steely voice said while his eyes looked down at Lyse with all the affection in the world then he turned to Brooke, his eyes losing their softness. “Do you have a problem with what my wife and I do?”

SukieWrites · Urban
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139 Chs

Use Him As His Puppet

The drive to Levi's penthouse felt endless, each mile a tightening coil of anxiety in Chris's chest. The familiar landscape blurred past, the city traffic and bright lights offering no distraction from his mind.

He gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Fear gnawed at him, whispering insidious suggestions that Brett had to be wrong, that he was making a fool of him. After all, Brett was a crook who was not to be trusted.

But beneath the doubt, a burning ember of certainty refused to be extinguished. He had to know. He owed it to himself, to Brandon, and most importantly, he owed it to Levi.

He pulled up into the parking lot of the familiar luxury building and went in. He tried to be as invincible as possible, he pulled up his jacket's collar and quickly walked into the elevator, avoiding the doorman's inquisitive look.