From Fake Wife to Final Goodbye
MyriantWinning Back the WifeRegretBiasTragic LovePlot Twists
No one knew that I, the one they called the Angel-Faced Executioner, had been tangled up with the heir of the Grahams more times than I could count.
In the latest model sports car, Doug Graham pressed a marriage certificate into my hand, his teeth grazing my lower lip as he murmured, "The Grahams have enemies on both sides of the law. I found a shield, a way to protect you."
I was ecstatic and completely swept up in it, giving him whatever he wanted.
I never imagined it was the beginning of a nightmare.
Doug publicly announced his engagement to the Sowles heiress, making a show of it, and he clarified that I was nothing more than a low-level enforcer in front of everyone.
But that night, he left marks all over my body, whispering against my skin, "The less I care about you, the less anyone will suspect you're my real wife."
From then on, he and Lindsey Sowle humiliated me at every turn. Only when we were alone would he finally show the truth, his voice strained with pain.
"I know this isn't fair to you. Once I'm done using her, I'll kick her out for good."
When Lindsey caused me to lose the baby, he dropped to his knees in front of me, slapping himself over and over.
"That idiot keeps ending up kidnapped and abused. Serves her right!"
Until one day, I was taken in a setup by Doug's rival, Chad Conner. He grabbed me by the throat and forced me to look inside the room.
Lindsey was blindfolded and gagged, crying and gasping as Doug lashed her with a pink whip.
"They've run this whole kidnapping stunt seven times already. You'd think they'd be tired of it by now."
Tears poured down my face.
So I was the fool all along, the one who got played by Doug's so-called love.