The word "inheritance" hit my chest like a massive boulder, slamming straight into my heart.
It all clicked into place then. Every step of it—from our first meeting, to falling in love, to walking down the aisle—had been nothing but a carefully laid trap, all for money.
I barely had time to wrap my head around this brutal truth before Mila lunged at me like a predatory beast that had been coiled and waiting to strike for far too long.
The gash on the back of my head from where she had smashed me with a frying pan still throbbed dully. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over me, my whole body went limp, and I did not stand a chance of dodging out of the way in time.
Seeing me stumble off balance, Mila seized her opening. She moved like lightning, yanking a pair of silver handcuffs out
