The Billionaire's Revenge Bride

The wedding dress feels like a noose. Hours before the ceremony, I find my fiancé, Julian, tangled in sheets with my maid of honor. My heart shatters. Then, a shadow falls over me—Marcus Blackwood, Julian's uncle and a tech titan with a reputation for being as cold as he is powerful. His eyes, dark and unreadable, sweep over me. 'He's not worth your tears,' he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. 'But I am.' He extends a hand. 'Marry me instead. Tonight. And together, we'll make him regret ever crossing you.'