MY REVENGE HIS STEPBROTHER

CHAPTER ONE: *Lisa* “I now pronounce you husband and wife.”The priest’s voice cracked through the yard. The atmosphere smelled like luxury—roses, champagne, and Vanessa’s Dior perfume. Everyone stood. Everyone cheered as the bride and groom kissed.Everyone except me.The words kept ringing in my head like a voicemail I couldn’t delete. I watched _my husband kiss my sister while two hundred guests threw white roses. I clapped too.But not with happiness. With something that tasted like planning.While she was getting married with luxury, I was married with a paper and pen. She gets to kiss him in front of God. He shifts away when I try to fix his tie. He treated me like shit. But here they are, laughing. Even his mother is smiling like she never told me “the guest wing is fine for people like you.”I felt like an outcast and that is why I stood at the back watching everything from where I was. I was not wearing anything fancy, I wore a cheap dress and flipflops.Just then I hear

CHAPTER 3CYRUS They say a devil never bends, never listens, and importantly never obeys. But I did. I fucking did. And all for what? For the second wife.But who am I kidding? Something was different about her. She wasn't the weakling I met a year ago visiting this house. That girl had been a ghost. Shoulders hunched, voice barely above a whisper, always dressed like she wanted the walls to swallow her. This woman? She was flesh and blood and fire.The weakling who always averted her eyes whenever I stared at her. She was different. Now she has changed.Her eyes shone something else entirely, and damn, that makes me thrilled. Defiance. Challenge. A predator sizing up another predator. She wasn’t prey anymore."Cyrus, I'm really sorry that my useless second wife tried bossing you like that." I could hear Justin's voice and it almost made me sick. The way he said _useless_ like it was her name. Like he’d said it a thousand times until she believed it.But I only sat and continued sta

CHAPTER 5CYRUSShe actually came.I heard the door before I saw her. That soft click I was already addicted to. The one that meant she wasn’t running.I didn’t turn around. Kept my back to her, staring out the study window. The estate was dark. The garden lights made the hedges look like teeth. My reflection in the glass was a stranger. Jaw tight. Knuckles white around a whiskey glass I hadn’t touched in ten minutes.“Put your phone on the desk. Now.”My voice came out low. Flat. The voice I used when I was dismantling companies and men. The voice that made CFOs forget how to breathe.I heard her inhale. Sharp. Startled.Good. She should be.“Excuse me?”Did she just say that to me ? I turned. Slow. Controlled. Every movement was a choice.She was still in the robe. Wearing slippers. Hair still damp. But her chin was up. That new defiance was back in her eyes. The one that had poured wine on me and dared me to flinch.“You heard me.” I nodded to the black glass desk. “Phone on the D

CHAPTER 7 (..almost caught...)LISA'SHis words hung in the air, and that made me smirk. Isn't it touching? I mean, I actually get to see his reaction. He looks like he meant every damn word.Well, too bad, because it's just way too late.I looked at Justin, who was breathing hard but still refusing to look away from Cyrus."What's that supposed to mean? I think maybe you just lost your senses," Cyrus said.Cyrus's voice echoed, dark and very malicious. I believe that this day has turned out to be the most interesting day."I think I just heard myself. I'm not letting her go to work. She is supposed to stay here to take care of me and perform house duties as a wife," Justin spoke, and my eye twitched.Seriously? Me, a housewife, to serve him? That was years ago. Right now, I'll do whatever I want."Babe, I think you should sit down. I'll make you feel better. She is not worthy of you," Vanessa added.I looked at Mr. King. He only ate his food. What I really love about him is the way h

---CHAPTER 8* I WANT MY BROTHERS WIFE CYRUSMy eye twitched. Not from happiness. Not from excitement. From rage.Beth stood at my door with that smile plastered on her face. The kind of smile that haunted my nightmares.I glanced at Lisa. She looked untouched. Innocent. Like she’d never ruined my morning. Like she wasn’t the predator in the room.Damn.She loved provoking me.No woman had ever turned me on like this. Especially not my brother’s wife.Lisa walked toward the door. Beth’s glare followed her. If looks could kill, my little kitten would be dead already.“Aren’t you tired of trying to flatter everyone?” Beth snapped. “No one likes you, and no one ever will. So stop trying.”Lisa didn’t even turn around.“I don’t have to try for attention,” she replied, voice calm and cutting. “But if you’re desperate for it, I don’t mind giving you some—once you lose that ego of yours.”I smirked. So the wolf I’d been waiting years to see was finally showing her teeth.“Oh, before I forg