Semua Bab The Wedding Jilt: Gangster's Revenge Bride: Bab 1 - Bab 6

Chapter Two: Meeting with HimValerie’s POV“Vale, I’m sorry. I can’t do this. I can’t marry you. I love Cynthia. We decided to move on together. Don’t try to find us. You’ll move on, you always do. Oh…and don’t bother looking for the properties and your credit scores you trusted me with. They’re gone too. I’ll put them to better use.”This wasn’t just abandonment, it was theft. It was betrayal wearing Michael’s handwriting, Michael’s careless grammar, Michael’s smug little arrogance tucked into the loops of every letter.How did I not see this coming? What blinded me so much that I couldn’t see that Michael and Cynthia were having an affair and plotting to humiliate me?The pounding of my pulse in my ears was loud enough to drown the hymn still playing faintly in the background. Who in God’s name is still playing a hymn like the wedding is still going on? Who? Why are they all trying to humiliate me?The paper shook in my hands as I squeezed it tightly.I was angry, raging, wishing I

Chapter 4*Valerie’s POV*“Fuck you, Michael!” I screamed, my throat choked as black smoke curled up from the burning wreck below the cliff.“Fuck everything you ever meant in my life!” My fury spilling out of me. “You think I care that you left me at the altar? You think I care that you ran off with Cynthia? Please. She just took out the trash for me.”I actually didn’t care about those anymore, I did yesterday, because of the humiliation, but when I slept it through, I realized I am the prize. I do not need a man to make me feel like shit, if a man sees my worth, he will stay. Too bad Michael didn’t see it.“But what I do care about…” I screamed so loud the wind carried it back to me, “…is my fucking money! How dare you? How dare you take what I bled for?!”A bitter laugh slipped from my lips. “You think you can hide from me, Michael? You could run to the moon, to Elon fucking Musk’s Mars colony, and I’d still find you. And when I do, you will pay me back every single dime you took

Chapter 6The inside of their car smelled like leather, weed and gun oil that had seeped into the fabric. It was too clean for grim reapers and too sharp for ordinary people. A predator’s den disguised as luxury.I slid into the back seat, and Lucifer, that’s who he looks like, I do not know his name, slid in after me. The other two claimed the front like they owned it, shoulders stiff. The man turned the key, and the engine purred to life.The silence that followed was alive, pulsing, suffocating. It gnawed at me, pressed on my ribs, until I wanted to scream just to shatter it.I folded my arms across his jacket that I was putting on, pulling it tighter over myself, acutely aware of how little I had on underneath. The fabric swallowed me whole, heavy on my shoulders, smelling like him. Smoke, leather, danger. God, why did that matter? I shifted toward the window, watching cliffs blur into cityscape, smoke trailing in the rearview like a ghost that wouldn’t let me go.Finally, he spok