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Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?Wrong.One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.Enter him.Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.And now, he’s not letting me go. 
18+, strong mature, and sexual content.
Sneak peek:
"W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom.
"You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries."
"I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more
"Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised
I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream.
But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him.
****
I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too.
After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him.
But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition..... 
Vespera Gildon has witnessed Luke Munoz's unwavering love, but she's also experienced his betrayal.
She remains silent, waiting for the right moment—until she tricks him into signing the divorce papers.
When their marriage ends, she looks at him calmly and delivers the final blow. "I don't want you anymore, Luke. Get out of my life."
Luke stands frozen, as if struck by lightning. Panic flashes in his reddened eyes. He tears the divorce papers into shreds. "Who said anything about getting divorced? I won't agree to this!"
…
Dominic Reid is a powerful tycoon, a man far beyond Vespera's reach.
She never intends to provoke him, yet fate keeps throwing them together.
At a grand banquet, she drunkenly tugs at his tie by accident. Instead of pulling away, he leans in, his voice low and teasing against her ear. "Your ex-husband is watching. Are you sure you want to be this… bold?" 
On the day of our wedding, Justin had someone take off my wedding dress. He wanted to personally put it on my younger stepsister. He cut me an icy look, claiming, "I'll make you my wife, but my love belongs to Felicia. We'll get our marriage license after the wedding."The people around us laughed. They made a bet that I wouldn't wait around for Justin like I had before, considering that I had been holding on for five years to keep the engagement.Yet, the moment I left the church, I made a call. "Elizabeth, about your proposition the other day? It's a yes from me."…That night, I took a private jet and flew to my new home.From that moment on, my world was completely cut off from Justin's.…After not seeing him in five years, I ran into him when I attended a banquet with my daughter. The moment he sees my daughter in my arms, he gives us a humorless smile."So, you've come crawling back after five years. Why not put the child under Felicia's care from now on? I might just let her call me 'Dad'," he commented in a sneer.He had no idea the child wasn't his. 
Eleanor is Citadel's most spoiled and dazzling beauty. With just a glance, she can captivate any man, and it's said that admirers line up for her for miles. Yet, as the Hayes family's daughter, she didn't give them so much as a glance.Everything changes when her best friend throws down a challenge. "Eleanor, if you can win over my uncle Alexander, you can pick any car from my garage."Alexander Grant, the head of Grant Group, is cold, disciplined, and impossibly proud. He is the kind of man no socialite dares to approach. Rumor has it that not even the boldest socialite dares come near.Eleanor smiles. She has never failed to get what she wants, but even the most confident schemes can be upended by the twists of fate. 
When my stepsister, Lucy Sloven, frames me for triggering her allergic reaction, my three brothers force me into a cramped, airless cellar and seal the door with chains.
I slam my fists against the cellar door, pleading with them to let me out.
My eldest brother, Aaron Caldwell, a powerful figure in the business world, snaps coldly, "I usually turn a blind eye when you bully Luce, but you knew she was allergic to seafood and still made her eat it. Are you trying to kill her? Stay in there and reflect on your actions!"
My second brother, Bruce Caldwell, a rising pop star, and my third brother, Clark Caldwell, a genius painter, scoff in unison. "Someone as vicious as you still dares to play the victim. Stay in there and suffer!"
With that, they scoop up the trembling Lucy and rush her to the hospital.
As time drags on, the oxygen dwindles. Every breath becomes a struggle until I suffocate to death inside.
Three days later, when my brothers return from the hospital with Lucy, they finally remember me.
They have no idea that I have already died from oxygen deprivation in that narrow cellar. 
I am Loraine Windrug, the most eligible bachelorette on this continent, every man competes for exclusive rights to me. My bank account is loaded, I even own more cars than I can drive, my multimillion-dollar mansion has every convenience imaginable.
Men long for me, either for their guaranteed business success after a date with me or as hunters because of my reputation as an elusive billionaire. Love is written all over me, everything I touch turns to gold, every party I go is a success, every commercial event I attend turns into a blockbuster. But I only date a handful of hotly singles with whom I share a secret friends-with-benefits relationship, satisfying my freaky side with wild, kinky sex. But I never trade my virginity.
And then comes that inescapable moment when I fall hard on that one man who is far beyond my reach. Dordrich Fellogan; is a billionaire media mogul, but sadly enough, married. His wife Elena and his children adore him.
Yet I pursue him, had him deep inside, but cannot keep him. His love is not mine. After one of my evil jealous ex-lovers hints his wife, she catches us red-handed in the act, started an embarrassing scene, I flee from his life.
Five years later, when he is left a broken, bankrupt man, I return. I face him as a business partner. I own almost all the shares of his company. His wife abandoned him at the lowest point of his life, his future is now in my hands. I reinstate his media chain, drive him crazy with lust, but keep him out of my bed. When Elena wants him back, he’s to decide between Elena and me. But I am true love, desirable, unforgettable and more. The triumph card is with me… 
In the third year of their marriage, Lynette Sterling and Zachary Wright have their worst fight yet.
On their wedding anniversary, Lynette presents forensic evidence of non-consensual intercourse and reports Zachary to the authorities. "I'm reporting my husband for forcing himself on me," she tells the police.
At the police station, Zachary remains the picture of composure in a tailored suit, his fingertips still faintly stained red. Even in custody, he carries the cold weight of a man who owns the room.
An officer approaches, casting an uneasy look at the legal predator looming nearby. "Mr. Wright, how would you like to handle this?"
Lynette's heart sinks. They aren't asking how to deal with Zachary; they are asking Zachary how he wants to deal with her.
Zachary lifts a brow, a captivating yet dark smile playing on his lips. He hooks a finger under Lynette's chin, his voice a low purr.
"Nettie, you really didn't hold back on trying to destroy me. But how can you tell such a bold lie? You weren't this heartless before. You used to do everything you could to match my freak in bed." 
All my life, I've been the backup daughter. My sister Beatrice got everything—love, attention, the golden child treatment.I got leftovers and reminders I wasn't good enough.
Until I discovered Niall,gorgeous Alpha from the neighboring pack,was my fated mate. Finally, my turn to be chosen.
God, I was naive.
Four years of engagement hell.Bleaching my hair to suit his tastes. Squeezing into tight dresses, playing his personal maid—only to hear I'd make a better servant than mate.
All because his heart belonged to my sister.
That night,I accidentally knocked over their picture frame. He slapped me. Hard. Said I'd never measure up to her.
So I slapped him back, tore up their photo, and accepted rejection.
I thought it was over. Until I caught them at the club, laughing about how pathetic my four years of trying had been. The whole engagement was their sick game.
Drunk and furious, I did something reckless with my mysterious neighbor. Alpha Hudson —face carved by gods, danger in every perfectly tailored line.
Most importantly, he's my ex's nemesis.
So? Best sex of my life.
I thought it was a one-night stand to forget.
Wrong Again.
He's richer than Niall, more powerful than my family, and infinitely more dangerous.
And he's not letting me go.
This time, I won't be anybody's second choice. 
(From 'When His Wolves Sing' comes another epic tale) "What Is Fate, Alpha Of Alphas?" Fate:In the heart of the training grounds, the Alpha of all Alphas stood, his presence commanding and his aura crackling with electricity. With his black hair billowing behind him like a cape, he fixated on a mysterious figure that materialized before him. As his eyes transformed, reflecting the colors of his father's Wolves, his Beta's urgent question fell on deaf ears. Without hesitation, he aimed his wolfsbane arrow at the target, his wolf battling for control. Against the pleas of his inner beast, he released the arrow, piercing the heart of his prey. The aftermath left him shattered, consumed by guilt and sorrow.But Fate had more in store for him.As he knelt, broken and weeping, his Lycan roared within him, demanding answers. The Alpha Of Alphas, rising to his feet, faced the lifeless form before him. Tears streaming down his face, he addressed his Beta, speaking softly of the cruel twist of fate that had befallen him. Forty years without a mate, only to be granted one by the Luna Goddess herself-a fierce Tiger, and not just any Tiger, but his sworn enemy.And then, a voice emerged from the shadows.A child.Fate just got a whole lot more badass. 
"Professor, I'd like to apply for the Starlight Project." Winona Jensen's voice cuts through the silence of the room.On the other end of the line, David Langley is surprised. "Winona, didn't you turn it down last time because of your boyfriend? What changed your mind all of a sudden? You're aware that this is a classified project, right? Once you commit, you'll be entirely isolated from the outside world for a full five years. You really need to think this through."Winona had made the call after coming to a decision, so her tone is firm. Seeing how determined she is, David relents."Well, if you're sure, then come to the university and sign the agreement. The project starts in two weeks. Someone will come to pick you up then. You and your boyfriend seem pretty close, so make sure you talk to him properly about all this." 
EXCERPT"Madeline, you are still pregnant, aren't you?"I stared at her, she was still—unresponsive."Madeline, the baby is still in there, inside your god-damned womb, isn't he, my voice rising several decibels."Still, no response."Madeline!!!," I growled. I demand an answer. You are still with my child, right?"This time, she looked up at me, fear flickering in her eyes, and I could see the defiance there too.She responded with a negative shake of her head.I just laughed, a cold humorless laughter. I was mad."I-i am so sorry alpha Konan," she stammered, her voice nearly a whisper. "I didn't mean for this to happen."I scoffed. Did she just say sorry?"Madeline, O Madeline!!!""Sorry doesn't bring back my baby. it doesn't make up for your incompetence.""You did too much wrong things at once Madeline. You breached the contract Madeline, you lost my baby and took the ability for me to sire a heir because of your carelessness....**** Because of an unintended one night stand sex with Alpha Konan, the newly installed cruel alpha of Oceanwolf pack, Madeline a servant girl lost her virginity and got pregnant for his child. Alpha Konan got to know about it and since a pregnancy was needed to establish his power in the pack, he decided to contract her to be his mate, and she got no say in it. The pregnancy they both depended on was lost and everything took a turn for the worse. Will Madeline be able to survive the punishment meted out on her? In this story, a web of love, loyalty and adventure is formed. Will the poor servant girl and the cruel Alpha be able to pull through, each answering the call of eternal unbroken love amidst all difficulties? 
The moment my biological brother shot me through the skull, I felt no hatred—only utter absurdity. He killed me not because I betrayed our family, but because his most cherished possession—the adopted sister Bianca, our family's “holy maiden”—had become “allergic” to my words. She was born with a divine gift: any lie caused her excruciating pain, hives, and shock. And I, the newly found and accepted biological daughter, triggered her most violent reactions with every breath, every defense. My every sincere word became her weapon to prove my “innate evil”; My desperate struggle to survive only solidified my reputation as an irredeemable “liar.” Truly, this was the cruelest joke God could have played. So when the gunshot rang out beside my ear, I felt no surprise. But when I opened my eyes, I found myself back on the very first day I was reclaimed by the family. This time, I knew the rules of the game. 
In the elite circles of Nasledo, everyone knows that Miranda Doyle has a saintly, devoted husband.
Yet during her postpartum period, she receives a message from a stranger.
It simply reads, "Dorian is cheating. I have proof."
Those few words hit her like a dagger to the heart, making her gasp.
She instinctively looks up, only to see Dorian Cannon standing by the sink, scrubbing the pair of pants she just changed out of, still stained with postpartum discharge.
The CEO of Cannon Group is an impressive and commanding presence in public.
Yet, he handles household chores with surprising skill—simply because he never trusts anyone else to manage Miranda's affairs.
Miranda shakes her head and smiles, deleting the message.
The man in the message is Dorian, the man who loves her with all his heart.
Even if every man in the world is unfaithful, Miranda never believes he could cheat.
But three days later, she receives another message. It reads, "Don't believe me? Check the inner pocket of Dorian's coat."
The sender seems utterly confident, and a creeping fear wraps around Miranda's chest. 
I, Nadine Cross, transplant the nerves from my own hands to my boyfriend's "sister", who loses the use of both her hands in an accident.
With that, Irene Sawyer's painting skills improve tremendously.
However, I lose function in both hands. I can't even lift a glass of water.
My boyfriend, Thomas Graham, tearfully promises that he will forever be grateful to me and will take care of me for the rest of my life.
Because I love him, I silently endure the agony of rehabilitation treatments.
But one day, I accidentally discover that his so-called sister, Irene, is actually his lover.
I confront him, but they tie me up.
"Since your hand nerves work so well, your optic nerves should be good too. Irene's eyesight hasn't been great lately. If you're going to help, then you should help her all the way. Give her your eyes, Nadine," Thomas demands.
I fall into despair as I watch them approach me with surgical knives.
Thomas says, "Don't hate me. You've already lost function in both hands. Your eyes won't do you much good when you're in this state. I'm just making the rational choice."
Boundless darkness descends.
When I open my eyes again, I am back at the time right before the nerve transplant surgery.
This time, I get a dog's nerves instead. 
My ex-boyfriend, Jason Bell, still hasn't let go of me, even though I've been married to Cedric Mosley for two years now.
He sends blood-red dancing heels to me and threatens to destroy my current "peaceful life".
Terrified and trembling, I'm about to call the cops when a hand in latex gloves rests on my shoulder.
"Don't be afraid."
My forensic doctor husband, having just returned from an autopsy, carries a faint scent of formaldehyde with him.
He takes off his glasses. With the same hands he uses to handle scalpels, he slowly helps me open the threatening letter inside the package.
"The handwriting is sloppy, with uneven pressure applied. It's typical of an anxious personality type."
Then, as if he's reviewing an autopsy report, he comments mildly, "This type of person usually has brittle bones that snap easily."
*
There are 206 bones in an adult body.
When Cedric placed a “rib” ring on my finger, he whispered, “You are the bone I lost long ago—the one that makes me whole.”
That is the origin of this title. 
I'm tricked into working at Hook-Up Club in Thesbia with my best friend, Tanya Sutton. It's an establishment where men only have to pay three thousand dollars to have us for the day.
I'm the club's top earner when the police arrive with the Suttons and see me straddling a rich man, counting cash. Meanwhile, Tanya lies in the basement, heavily pregnant and in a vegetative state.
I know the truth, but I maintain absolute silence even when the Suttons offer a five-million-dollar bounty for the human trafficker. I pretend to be asleep when Tanya's mother, Jasmine Cole, kneels and begs for the truth, and I also refuse to say anything during police interrogations.
Timothy Sutton, my boyfriend and Tanya's brother, loses his temper and violently straps me into the Memory Judgment Seat.
"How could you let the trafficker go while Tanya suffers? I feel disgusted knowing I loved you! I'll use this memory extractor to send you and the trafficker straight to hell, Miranda Lund!"
Yet when the entire truth is revealed, Timothy is struck dumb and falls to his knees.
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her.Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall."Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood.Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome!I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do.""Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!"Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?" 
When Iris was a child, she discovered an earth-shattering secret. Ever since then, her relationship with Hugh had taken a turn.After a fire, the woman he pined for suffered severe burns and his identity was exposed. Overnight, the man who once adored his sister had made her his enemy and threw her into prison!After five gruesome years behind bars, the wounded girl who had fallen from grace no longer loved him.However, she ran into him yet again after her release from prison!The truth of the incident was then brought to light. With knees on the ground, he was beyond remorseful when he said, “Iris! Lock me up for five years too, would that be enough to win your heart again?”Her rejection was firm and vicious, “I will never love you again!”He had her locked up and begged her to give him one more chance but she had forsaken all affection for him. She only had escape on her mind.The turning point was when he saw her soaked in a bloody bathtub and that was when he finally let go.Victorious, she vanished shortly after. As for him, he went mad… 
Evelyn Shaw is known across Nordia as a top surgical genius. Noble families line up, waiting for her to perform their operations.
Her hands are worth over ten million dollars and are irreplaceable, yet they are being pressed mercilessly into the floor at this very moment.
The culprit is her husband, Howard Blackwood, the man at the apex of Nordia's power hierarchy.
Howard sits silently in the chair as she suffers. He is still the same, impeccably dressed with an unreadable expression.
Behind him, a large screen shows her sister, Layla Shaw, being dragged into a dark room by several burly men. Layla's broken, helpless cries fill the air, wrenching Evelyn's heart.
"Eve, either you get up and operate on Anne's mother, or I make sure these videos reach all of Nordia tomorrow," Howard says.
Evelyn grits her teeth as she glares at him. "Howard, why are you doing this to me?" 
Lilith Verona’s life looks perfect from the outside. The mansion, the husband who gives her everything, except freedom. Behind closed doors, Lucian’s love is control, his affection another kind of prison.
Then Damien Blackwood walks into her world, Lucian’s estranged brother, all charm and danger, with eyes that seem to recognize every piece of her she’s been forced to hide. Their connection is instant, reckless, and impossible to resist.
What begins as a spark becomes an affair that threatens to consume them both. But the closer Lilith gets to Damien, the more she realizes the truth: nothing about her marriage, her past, or even her identity is what it seems.
And when the lies start to unravel, Lilith will have to decide who she really is… the woman her husband made her, or the one she’s finally brave enough to become.
Because in a world built on power, betrayal, and blood, there are no saints between us. 
Tania Hemsworth is well known in Jelton's upper crust for her frailty. In the four years she has been with Cillian Gessner, her health has always been poor.
In their first year together, she suddenly vomits blood at their engagement party. Blood splatters all over her mother-in-law, who screams at her for bringing bad luck. However, Cillian ignores his mother's protests and rushes her to the hospital.
In their second year together, she loses control of herself at their wedding banquet. This shocks the crowd, and their whispers make Tania wish she could sink through the floor. Cillian, however, remains unfazed and helps clean her up.
In their third year together, Tania is diagnosed with a tumor and has to have most of her uterus removed, leaving her infertile. Heartbroken, she undergoes the surgery performed by Cillian himself, who holds her after the surgery and promises, saying, "I only want a child with you. If you can't give birth, we'll adopt."
By their fourth year together, Tania has endured 99 surgeries, and her illness has left her frail and scarred. One day, after a bath, she sees the countless scars on her body in the mirror and breaks down. She curls up in a corner and cries uncontrollably. 
Everyone in Flarora says Trina Shepherd is the city's most beautiful red rose—stunning, confident, and impossible to ignore.
She's living her best life abroad when a telegram from her father summons her home. It contains only one cold command, "Return immediately. Marry Julian."
Julian Hauser is the youngest and most promising officer in the unit. He's cool, restrained, and disciplined to the core—her complete opposite.
She thrives on noise and crowds, while he prefers silence.
She acts on impulse and pulls off outrageous stunts, while he follows every rule and treats military discipline as absolute.
The mere thought of marrying someone so rigid suffocates Trina. So, she uses every trick she can to break the engagement.
She causes trouble without a care in the world, yet Julian stays right behind her, silently cleaning up the mess. 
My childhood sweetheart, who once promised to marry me after graduation, proposes to the fake heiress, May Rivera, at my college graduation ceremony.And just when I think I've lost everything, Randell Gunther—the capital's admired "Mr. Zen"—steps forward and publicly declares his love for me.We get married. For five years, he treats me with unwavering tenderness and spoils me like I'm his world.Then, one day, I overhear him talking to a friend."Randell, May’s famous now. Are you really going to keep pretending with Julia?""I can't have May anyway. It doesn't matter anymore. Besides, as long as I'm with Julia, May can live peacefully and without distractions."Every prayer he makes is for May."I pray that May will be freed from obsessions and find peace in body and soul.""I pray that May receives everything she wishes for and loves without worry.""May, though we are not fated for this lifetime, I yearn that I'll be able to hold your hand all through the next."Five years of love are shattered in an instant.I create a fake identity and plan a staged drowning.From now on, in this life and the next, we never have to meet again. 
I have been dating my girlfriend Vivian White for five years, but we have never even held hands.
One day, I somehow get drunk after just one glass of beer. Alcohol makes me lose my inhibitions, and I sleep with her.
A month later, she tells me that she is pregnant with quadruplets.
Soon, we get married.
I give her a wedding gift of five million, and I add her name as co-owner of the house and car. I also sign a voluntary gift agreement to give her all my savings.
Her condition worsens with every passing day, and her stomach becomes the size of a huge pumpkin.
The doctor advises us to reduce the number of fetuses, but I object resolutely.
"Every single one is a treasure to us. I can't bear to lose any of them. My mother said that if Vivian gives birth, she'll give her ten million for each son and five million for each daughter. She'll even give us a five-storey villa with a garden."
I deliberately say all that because I accidentally overhear a conversation between Vivian and her friend, Michelle Lawson.
"Rowan is now perfectly willing to raise my four babies, and he's transferred the house and the car to me. I'll even be able to get four separate sums of child support in the future.
"I may even be able to marry into an elite family thanks to the quadruplets. After all, the more children I have, the higher my chances."
It turns out that none of the four babies she is carrying are mine. In fact, they all have different fathers. 
"Mate" He growls, making me spin around to find he was directly behind me, his hand gripping my arm as he tugs me against him.
"Dad" I scream petrified, as I struggle to get out of his grip. My father and my brother Ryker both racing out before freezing, making me look up at the man who had hold of me.
"Alpha Tate let go of my daughter now" My father growls, stepping toward him, my brother included as they see the frighteden look on my face. My uncle rushes out the door before stopping beside my brother.
"Tate let her go, geez what's gotten into you?" Damien asks him.
Alpha Tate doesn't let go though, instead yanks me closer to him and I see my sister run out a panicked look on her face.
"Mine" He growls behind me, making everyone look at each other, non hiding their shock at his words. My brother seems to regain himself faster before turning to the alpha.
"Let her go she is only sixteen your scaring my sister" 
Nicole’s life changed drastically when she was reunited with the Riddle family. “Nothing is more important than my sister,” said her eldest brother, the domineering CEO.“You are still a student with no income. Take my credit card and spend however you like,” said her second brother, the financial expert.“I will allow no one to bully you at school,” her third brother, a top student, said.“Why did I compose this song? Because it would put a sweet smile on your face when you hear it,” her fourth brother, a talented musician, said.“You're so delicate. Let me do the dirty work for you if you want to beat someone up,” said her athletic fifth brother.Just when Nicole was barely accustomed to the pampering of her five brothers, she found herself having a fiancé, a nemesis from whom she had hacked a hundred million dollars.She needed to cancel the engagement, no matter what. But he pressed her against the door and said, “How can you run away just like that after stealing my money, you brat?”“Even if I don’t run, I don’t have the money to pay you back,” Nicole acted tough.“Oh, yeah? Then I will take you instead of money.” He then carried her on his back and took her away. 
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