The Predator's Fiancée Novels & Stories

And then he appears head poking out of the bathroom, toothbrush between his teeth, that same crooked smile I once adored. “Coming! What’s up, Cassandra ” His words die when his gaze locks on me. His face drains of color. “Yasmine? Baby? What are you....” “Don’t you dare,” I snap, my voice trembling with fury. Cassie swivels to him. “Wait. Who the hell is she?” “She’s...” “I’m his fiancee,” I cut in, my eyes burning. “Or I was. Apparently, he forgot to mention that part while screwing you.”

It didn't take long for the viewers to recognize them in the live feed, and the comments section quickly filled with reactions. "Isn't that Sabrina, the lady from a wealthy family? She usually acts decently. I never expected her to fool around like this." "I thought she had a fiance. Is that man her fiance?" "No. Her fiance is Zachary Jones. That man doesn't look anything like Zachary." "That's Charlie Jones! The Jones family mistook him for their biological son and raised him for over 20 years. Who would've expected him to be bold enough to fool around with Zachary's fiancee?"

Something about her melted a part of me I didn’t know was even frozen. I found myself staring. Longer than I should’ve. Then I snapped out of it. “I’ll have you know, this mommy’s boy saved your life. Some gratitude would be nice.” She smirked. “Right after claiming I’m your fiancee? That’s a weird rescue method.” “Creative, though,” I added quickly. “Admit it..you were impressed.” She tilted her head like she was thinking it through. “Mmm. Nope. Still sounds like a kidnapping to me.”

I reminisced about the happy times we spent together. We had been together for five years. During those five years, I did everything I could to treat her well. I never allowed her to suffer, even for a little bit. Despite that, what did that bring me in the end? All I received in return was my fiancée getting married to another man on the day of my father's funeral. I knew something was wrong the day Zack returned to the country. Helen did not come home that night. When she finally did, there were love bites on her.

I declined, but Carmeron waved him off with a “Bring it anyway.” “I’m telling you,” Carmeron continued, “you need to go somewhere with your wife. A weekend away. No calls. No nanny. Just the two of you.” “And leave Hailey?” I asked, raising my eyebrow in questioning. “She’ll survive,” he smirked. “She’s got your genes. That kid’s basically military-grade strong.” I chuckled despite myself. And then, like a shadow crashing into light, I saw him. Joey. Two tables down. Laughing. Surrounded by two other guys and a woman in a tight red dress who looked more bored than entertained. He hadn’t seen me. Not yet. But I saw him. And every muscle in my jaw locked into place.

Kylian's POV “They are friends! They met in college and got along great! Your brother isn’t interested in her beyond catching up. If she’s supposed to be a part of the family, wouldn’t it be wise to have them actually like each other?” she snapped. In my mind I wanted to say no but knew that was the wrong answer. “She’s my fiancée, soon to be my wife, and hopefully the mother of my child one day. I don’t care if she and Kieran get along. It isn’t like he and I spend a lot of time together.”

I walked out alone. There were three people waiting for me out there. Antonio Falcone, the heir to the rival family, was smiling like he meant every lie. Markus Taini, the "Consigliere" who poisoned me, was smug with confidence. Caterina Rossi, Leonardo's mother, was shooting daggers at me with her eyes. "What a shame, Vittoria," Antonio said, sliding a refrigerated briefcase toward me. "The antidote's inside. Sign the transfer papers, and you might live another year."

“Isn’t it, sweetie? You proposed to me in the same season. You don’t buy the mate thing either. Compared with your allegedly fated mate, it’s me you truly love.” Elena clenched the fabric of her dress, and Cory finally raised his head. He didn’t answer Lennie’s question, just stared at Elena . “It’s time for you to leave now, L. Lennie is my fiancee. She will move in with me today.” And that had answered everything. Elena wanted to scream, and cry, but eventually she controlled herself. Falling apart for a man was never her thing and she didn’t want to act like a crazy woman.