My Ex Called Me Fat, Now His Father-in-Law Wants Me
Five years ago, I gave up everything for the man I loved.
My family. My fortune. My identity.
I worked three jobs and skipped meals to support Beckett Rhodes while he chased his dream of becoming a professional hockey player.
Then I caught him in bed with another woman.
He humiliated me in front of everyone, calling me poor, useless, and too fat to ever be the woman of a famous athlete.
So when his new lover challenged me to kiss the next man who walked through the door, I did.
I kissed her father.
Nikolai Valmont.
The richest and most feared Alpha in New York.
I thought it would be the perfect revenge.
I was wrong.
The next morning, Nikolai came to collect the promise I made that night. Instead of punishing me, he took me to his mansion and made me tutor his troubled nine-year-old son for three months.
I agreed for one reason.
Nikolai owns the hockey team that made Beckett famous.
My plan was simple: make the billionaire Alpha fall for me, use his power to destroy Beckett's career, then walk away.
But living under Nikolai's roof changes everything.
His possessive wolf wants me.
His spoiled daughter hates me.
My ex suddenly wants me back.
My cruel arranged fiancé has come to claim me.
Then my biggest secret is exposed.
I am not the poor girl Beckett threw away.
I am Odette Sinclair, the lost heiress of the most powerful billionaire pack in the country.
Now everyone wants something from me.
My ex wants my fortune. My fiancé wants my family's empire. My enemies want me dead.
And Nikolai?
He doesn't want my money.
He wants me.
I wanted revenge.
I never expected to fall for the one man powerful enough to destroy everyone for me.
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Chapter: The Small DevilChapter 4POV: OdetteThe black Maybach glided to a halt at the base of a sweeping, double-winged stone staircase.I sat frozen in the seat for a long second, staring up at the Valmont Estate. Up close, it was even more intimidating. It wasn't just a mansion; it was a fortress of black marble, towering glass windows, and imposing Gothic architecture. It practically radiated old-money wealth and cold, untouchable power.One of the bodyguards opened my door and I grabbed my bag, my knuckles turning white from how tightly I was gripping the straps, before stepping out into the morning air.Nikolai didn't wait for me and had already climbed the stone steps, walking through the massive front doors.I hurried after him, my cheap sneakers squeaking slightly against the polished floor of the grand foyer. The interior of the house was breathtaking, but it felt entirely devoid of life. There were no family photos, no warmth. Just towering portraits of stern, unsmiling ancestors staring down at
Last Updated: 2026-08-10
Chapter: Kiss prizeChapter 3 POV: OdetteThe morning light filtering through my thin curtains felt like a deliberate act of physical violence.I groaned, rolling over on my lumpy mattress and pulling the blanket over my head. My skull pounded like a jackhammer, and my mouth tasted like cheap champagne and terrible life choices.Squeezing my eyes shut, I prayed for unconsciousness, but the memories of last night refused to stay buried. They crashed into my brain in a chaotic wave. The luxury draft party. The couch in the VIP suite. The devastating realization that the man I had starved and bled for over the last five years was naked with Clara Valmont.Then came the flashing cameras. Beckett’s cruel, mocking laughter as he called me a fat, poor maid. Clara’s diamond-draped smirk as she dared me to kiss the next man to walk through the doors.And then…the kiss.My fingers instinctively rose to trace my lower lip. The ghost of his mouth was still there. It hadn't been sweet, and it certainly hadn't been g
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Chapter: I kiss the DevilChapter 2POV: OdetteThe double doors swung open, and the air in the ballroom instantly seemed to be sucked out.The person who walked through them was a mountain of a man, standing at least six-foot-five, clad in a charcoal-gray three-piece suit that probably cost more than my entire life's earnings. His shoulders were impossibly broad, his walk possessed a predatory, effortless grace, and the sheer power radiating off him was enough to make the lesser Alphas in the room lower their heads in involuntary submission.It was Nikolai Valmont.The Alpha of the Valmont pack, the billionaire mogul who owned the very team Beckett had just been drafted to, and, most importantly, Clara’s father.Clara, who was currently smirking at me with delight, turned ghostly pale. Her grip on Beckett’s arm tightened until her knuckles turned white. She hadn't expected her own father to be the one to walk through those doors.The silence was absolute. Everyone in the ballroom was staring, waiting to see w
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Chapter: The Draft BetrayalChapter 1POV: OdetteThe chandeliers in the grand ballroom of the Plaza Hotel cast a brilliant, blinding light over the crowd, but I felt entirely invisible.I stood near the edge of the sprawling buffet, nervously smoothing down the fabric of my black dress. I bought it from a thrift store three days ago for fifteen dollars. It hugged my curves a little too tightly, and the fabric was slightly scratchy, but it was the best I could do. I didn't belong in a room filled with designer tuxedos, silk gowns, and the heavy, expensive musk of high-society werewolves.But I was here for Beckett.Tonight was the pinnacle of everything we had fought for. The New York pro-hockey team, heavily sponsored by the multi-billion dollar Valmont Corporation, was officially drafting him.I took a deep breath, clutching a small, wrapped gift box in my hands. A new, engraved silver watch. It had taken me three months of double shifts to afford it.Five years ago, I made the most terrifying decision of my l
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