Pregnant by My Ex-Boyfriend's Brother-in-Law

I waited thirteen years for him to marry me. Instead, he married another woman without a word, and I became the city’s joke. On his wedding night, I got drunk and smashed open the door to his bridal chamber. I picked the right door but found the wrong man: his new wife’s older brother. A billionaire who ruled the city before he turned thirty, handsome as sin and twice as ruthless. A man I could never afford to offend. One night later, I was pregnant. When the scandal exploded, he stood in front of everyone and said, “The child is mine.” So we married. Neither of us had a choice. Now everyone says I’m the luckiest woman alive. My ex, who is now his brother-in-law, is sick with regret. Every woman in the city is green with envy. But they don’t know what it’s like to wake up married to the one man I was never supposed to touch. He was untouchable. I was never supposed to climb that high. One night of terrible luck changed everything. Now I’m his wife. And the only question left is: why does he look at me like he never planned to let me go?