Claimed By My Ex's Ruthless Brother

I went to my fiancé's hotel suite to surprise him with a Patek Philippe watch the day before our engagement party.

Instead, I found him in bed with my best friend.

Through the crack in the door, I heard them plotting to steal my family's priceless data before breaking the engagement.

I recorded their betrayal, threw the expensive watch in the trash, and went to a dark lounge to drink away the agony.

In a reckless impulse born of whiskey and pain, I pulled a domineering stranger down for a kiss and took him to bed.

But waking up the next morning, I realized the catastrophic mistake I had made.

The man emerging from the bathroom wasn't just anyone. He was Garnet Crawford, my fiancé's ruthless, billionaire older brother.

"Hello, future sister-in-law."

He smiled coldly, revealing he had used my fingerprint while I slept to steal my blackmail video.

He trapped me, forcing me to play the role of his fiancée to publicly humiliate my cheating best friend and destroy his own brother.

He moved into my apartment, blocked the exits with his bodyguards, and claimed me as his property.

I thought I was just using his power to get revenge on the two people who broke my heart.

But the next morning, the news reported my fiancé had been brutally assaulted, his legs broken in a sudden mugging.

Looking at the cold, possessive monster who had orchestrated it all, a terrifying realization hit me.

I hadn't just struck back at my betrayers-I had sold my soul to the devil.