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Married To The Wolf: My Ruthless Revenge Novel Cover

Married To The Wolf: My Ruthless Revenge

My fiancé Javen sent me to a yacht in the middle of a New York storm to finalize a high-stakes merger with Alfonse Wolfe, a billionaire rumored to have ice water in his veins. I did it for "us," shivering in a soaked evening gown and cutting my hand on broken glass just to get the signature that would save Javen’s company. But when I rushed back to the Doyle estate, the manor was blazing with lights for an unannounced engagement party. Javen wasn't waiting for me with open arms; he was standing on the dance floor with Blossom Vega, the daughter of his biggest competitor, announcing their union to the elite of New York. When I stepped forward, dripping blood and water onto the marble floor, Javen didn't try to protect me. He looked at me with pure disgust and told the gathered press that I was a "charity case" suffering from mental delusions. His mother laughed while calling me a cockroach, and his father claimed my family’s lost fortune was a hallucination. To ensure my silence, Javen leaned in and whispered that he would pull the plug on my disabled brother’s life-saving medical care if I didn't disappear. I was hauled away by security and locked in a dark storage room like a stain on his perfect evening. I lay there in the dust, unable to process how twelve years of love could be a calculated lie. How could the man I was supposed to marry use my brother’s breath as a bargaining chip after I had just sacrificed everything to save him? I escaped through a second-story window and went straight to the only predator powerful enough to tear the Doyles apart: Alfonse Wolfe. I didn't just ask for sanctuary; I demanded a marriage license to unlock my mother’s secret trust and protect my brother. Standing in a high-security vault as the new Mrs. Wolfe, I discovered a truth that changed the game. I didn’t just have the money to ruin Javen; the deed in my hand proved I now owned the very land beneath Alfonse’s mansion. "I’m not the prey anymore," I whispered, watching the Doyle stock plummet on my phone. "I'm the hunter."
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Chapter 9

The car didn't go to the manor. It went to the Wolfe Corp tower in the financial district.

The elevator ride to the penthouse floor was silent. Araminta smoothed the skirt of her white dress. It felt like a shroud.

Elena opened the double doors to the CEO's office.

Alfonse was at the head of a long conference table. Twelve executives in suits sat around him. They stopped talking as Araminta entered.

She looked like a wreck-bruised neck, borrowed dress, terrified eyes.

Alfonse waved a hand. "Out. Everyone."

The executives scrambled to leave, gathering their papers. They cast curious glances at Araminta, but no one dared to speak.

When the door clicked shut, Alfonse stood up. He walked around the table, leaning against it.

"Dressed for a wedding with no groom?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You thought a dusty legal loophole could protect you from an attempted murder charge?"

"I need the trust fund," Araminta said, lifting her chin. "Marriage unlocks it. Since you refused, I found a substitute."

"You tried to use my name against me," Alfonse said. He walked closer. "I admire the audacity. But it was stupid."

"I have no other choice!" Araminta shouted. "Javen will hunt me down."

Alfonse reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a folded document. He tossed it onto the table.

"Marriage License," it read.

Araminta stared at it. "You refused."

"That was before you became a fugitive," Alfonse said. "I like high-risk investments."

He was lying. He wasn't doing this for risk. He was doing it because the thought of her tying her fate to anyone or anything else-even a legal fiction-had ignited a rage in him he couldn't control.

"Two years," Alfonse said. "A contract marriage. I give you protection from the police and the Doyles. You give me the Donaldson assets to manage."

"I want access to the Swiss vault. Today," Araminta bargained.

"Agreed."

"And Griffin. I want him moved to a private facility under your security."

Alfonse nodded. "Done."

Araminta picked up the pen. Her hand hovered over the paper. This was it. She was selling herself to the predator to escape the scavenger.

She signed. Araminta Donaldson.

Alfonse pressed a button on his intercom. "Send Judge Miller in."

A judge in robes walked in from the side office. He looked bored.

The ceremony took two minutes. No vows of love. No rings. Just a legal binding of assets and liabilities.

"I now pronounce you man and wife," the judge mumbled.

Alfonse didn't kiss her. He reached out and brushed a stray hair from her forehead, his fingers lingering on the bruise Javen had left.

His eyes darkened. "Go to the bank. Get your money. Then we deal with Javen."

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