Brother-In-Law's Replaced Bride
His grip closed around my wrist—not enough to bruise, but enough to remind me how easily he could.
“So, you can curse too?”
“Who are you? Why are you touching me—speaking to me like this?”
“I am Cyril Myers. Your husband’s cousin.”
The name landed with quiet cruelty.
I blinked, tried to process, words tumbling out thin and shaky. “Then why are you acting like this? I’m your soon-to-be sister-in-law.”
His mouth curved in a smirk. His gaze dragged over me, unhurried, invasive.
“Why waste your life on an impotent, ugly man? You’re hardly appealing yourself—but how about one night with me? I can give you anything.”
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