My Secret Billionaire: Claiming My Stepsister's Fiancé
It rang out, small but solid.
Penny’s eyes darkened. She stepped forward slowly, wrapped her fingers around my throat, and smiled like she’d won something.
“You stupid bitch,” she hissed. “Own up to your place.”
Her grip tightened, cutting off my air. I clawed at her wrists, panic exploding in my chest. My vision blurred—tiny lights sparkled across the edges. My knees buckled.
I shoved her.
Not violently, just enough to breathe again.
She stumbled back, and for a brief moment, she was stunned. Then I saw the fury distorted her face again and I knew I was going to die now.