Claimed by My First Love’s Brother

Every time I kissed Winston, his older brother Raynard would stare at me. I had a bad feeling. Until one day… I woke up in Raynard’s bed. “You’re mine,” he growled, sinking his teeth into my shoulder. My father found out and forced me to marry Raynard. No—this was a nightmare. I hated him. After the wedding, we barely spoke. Until one day, Raynard finally snapped and asked for a divorce. But as I signed the papers, he said, “You’ll come back to me. And next time, you’ll beg to be mine.”

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