Claimed By My Ex’s Stepbrother
Name of ex-fiancé: Grayson Thorne.
The name hit like a blow. His eyes tracked it twice, three times, before reality locked into place.
Grayson. That bastard.
Of all the men in the world… it had to be that arrogant, two-faced, shit-head of a stepbrother.
The paper burned in his grip. His skin felt too tight for his body, the air around him pressing in until he didn’t know if he wanted to laugh, rage, or punch his fist through the wall.
“How the fuck did this happen?” he growled, throwing the file over the railing; the papers scattered like petals in the wind.