Minjay
CLAIMED BY MY EX’S UNCLE
Finding my Alpha fiancé in bed with my half-brother on our engagement night should have destroyed me. Instead, it set me free.
I didn't scream. I didn't shed a tear. I simply stripped off my engagement ring, sprayed a heavy scent-blocker over my rain-and-ozone pheromones, and walked straight out of the penthouse.
Desperate to burn away the taste of betrayal, I slipped into Elysium—the city’s most dangerous, off-limits VIP lounge—and threw myself at a dark, commanding stranger with silver eyes. One wild, uninhibited night of pure, revenge-driven sin. No names. No strings. No regrets.
Then Monday morning arrived.
To save my father’s family estate from bankruptcy, I walked into the skyscraper office of Vance Enterprises to negotiate our bailout contract—only to come face-to-face with the ruthless titan behind the mahogany desk.
James Vance.
The cold, trillion-dollar Prime Alpha who claimed every inch of my body forty-eight hours ago.
And my cheating ex’s notoriously off-limits uncle.
The second I step inside, his overwhelming scent of smoked cedar and bitter tangerine floods the room, locking onto my instincts and igniting the hidden bite mark under my collar. James doesn't just offer me a bailout. He offers me a devil’s bargain: a fake marriage of convenience to secure my estate, publicly humiliate his nephew, and put his collar around my neck.
It was supposed to be a game of cold, calculated revenge. But as fake touches turn into primal hunger and business arrangements bleed into possessive protection, I realize the most dangerous part isn't getting caught...
It's surrendering my heart to the one man capable of ruining me forever.
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