My Fiancé Cheated on me with my Best Friend

On the eve of the wedding, I accidentally touched the dashcam in the car of my fiancé, Tobias Ford. I heard his heavy breathing, and His bare back dominated the screen. I blushed instantly. He and I both enjoyed the thrill and often had sex in the car, so I felt a bit embarrassed to watch the replay. But the next moment, I froze. A female voice, not mine, rang out. "Honey, how much longer do we have to put up with that silly woman? I'm pregnant now." Tobias said with a chuckle, "As soon as the wedding is over and I trick her into handing over her family's assets, I will divorce her. I've already transferred her apartment to me. She plans to live there with me after we get married. It'll be our home from now on." As the scene intensified, the woman hidden in his embrace finally showed her face. It was my best friend, Stacey Sanderson. They were holding hands and wearing the matching rings I'd picked out. The timestamp in the corner showed it was the evening of two days ago.

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I watched as Stacey unabashedly showed her disdain and crushed my heart.

In that moment, all my confusion and resentment dissipated.

Tobias said, "Stop it. You are best friends, anyway."

The wind carried Tobias's casual words to my ears.

I saw him hug another woman and wrap his arms around her waist, just as he had done to me.

They laughed and chatted as they walked into the hotel.

I remembered the first time we dated each other.

"What I despise most are homewreckers," Tobias said.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

He said each word with emotion. "Back then, my mother got involved with my dad's best friend. When my dad found out, she abandoned me. She thought I was a burden and refused to take me with her. In the end, both my parents found me an eyesore."

Tobias lowered his head and gave a self-mocking smile. But his eyes were hollow as he looked at me. "Effie, you have a happy family, which I could never dream of.

My life has been ruined from the start. It has never been a whole."

At that time, my heart felt like it would burst with sorrow. "Tobias, but you'll surely meet a woman who will pick up all your broken pieces. As she picks them up, she'll make sure everything is hers. She'll stay with you forever and help you piece those fragments together."

In the days that followed, Tobias pursued me passionately, which was known to everyone.

To my friends and my family, he was always the perfect boyfriend.

Yet now, even after more than ten hours have passed, I still couldn't figure out when Stacey and Tobias became the sharpest daggers, stabbing my heart.

They turned my years of sincerity into tools for their own gain.

My stomach clenched, and a wave of hatred surged through me.

But I was lucky to uncover the truth.

Thankfully, there was still time for me.

On my phone, I sent a message to Tobias, urging him.

Then, as Stacey wished, I sent her a message to pacify her. "I hope you come to my wedding. I have a surprise for you."

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On the day she plans to finalize her divorce, a woman is suddenly kidnapped. Despite her desperate pleas for help, her billionaire husband chooses to prioritize his first love over her safety. This cold betrayal shatters her remaining hope for their marriage. Miraculously surviving the ordeal, she chooses to disappear entirely. When they eventually cross paths again, he is consumed by regret, but she has already moved on from their past.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.7

Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers

9.7

Cat’s transition into a luxury mansion turns into a nightmare when she encounters her new stepbrothers, Jackson and Brandon. The dangerous duo traps her within her own room, forcing her to confront a physical attraction that masks their deep-seated hatred. Cat eventually learns the devastating truth: she is merely a thousand-dollar bet designed to humiliate her and drive her mother back to poverty. Despite their cruel mockery, she discovers a fatal vulnerability she can exploit.

Modern Romance Young Adult

8.6

Rise from Fire and Steel

8.6

Alanna Johnson prioritizes her lover's rally championship over her fiancé’s life, sabotaging his vehicle to ensure a victory. During a horrific high-speed crash, the protagonist reaches out one last time, only to be met with cold indifference and empty promises of a future marriage. He perishes as the world watches, but the tragedy doesn't end there. In-car surveillance footage from the global event is set for release, exposing her lethal betrayal to an international audience.

Action Modern Mystery Romance

7.8

Ten Years Of Lies, One Heartbreak

7.8

On my wedding day, my fiancé of ten years left me at the altar for another woman. He sent a simple text: "Haylee needs me." Hours later, that same woman ran me over with her car, causing me to lose our baby. But when I woke up in the hospital, my fiancé stood over me with a chilling demand. "Drop the charges against Haylee," he said, his voice cold. "She's too sensitive for prison. You're strong, Kira. You can handle this." To ensure my compliance, he threatened to release a humiliating video of my mother, who was suffering from dementia. I gave in, only to learn that Haylee had already tormented my mother with cruel whispers, driving her to suicide. The betrayal was absolute. He had not only destroyed my body and our child but had also orchestrated my mother's death to protect his new love. He thought he had broken me, leaving me with nothing. But as I lay shattered in that hospital bed, an email arrived from his biggest competitor. They offered me a new identity, a new life, and the power to make him pay for everything. They wanted me to fake my own death.

Modern Romance

9.8

The Capo's Scarred Wife: A Vicious Comeback

9.8

I was the Chicago Outfit's princess, and Luca and Matteo were my sworn protectors. We had mixed our blood at ten years old, promising that nothing would ever touch me. But that oath turned to ash the night Sofia Ricci aimed a Roman candle at my chest. The firework slammed into my shoulder, igniting my silk dress instantly. As I rolled on the concrete, screaming while the flames ate into my skin, I waited for my boys to save me. They didn't. Instead, I watched through the smoke as they rushed to Sofia. They wrapped their jackets—the ones meant to shield me—around the girl who had just set me on fire, comforting her because the "kickback" had scared her. They let me burn to keep her warm. When I woke up in the hospital with permanent scars, they brought me a letter of apology from her and defended her "accident." They even cut their palms to pay her debt, ignoring the fact that I was the one in bandages. That was the moment Elena Vitiello died. I didn't scream. I didn't beg. I simply packed my bags and defected to the one place they couldn't follow: the arms of Dante Moretti, the lethal Capo of New York. By the time they realized their mistake and came crawling back to beg in the rain, I was already wearing another man's ring. "You want forgiveness?" I asked, looking down at them. "Burn for it."

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7.6

The Disguised Heiress And The Mafia Don

7.6

I was the Harrington family's only son, forced to play a deadly game of shadows in the brutal underworld of Chicago. After a meeting with the Falcones left me poisoned and broken, my car was run off the road in a calculated hit. I crawled from the wreckage, bloodied and desperate, only to find Damien Cobb, the city's untouchable Don, looming over me with a gun pressed to my temple. He didn't see a victim; he saw a pawn to be crushed. My jacket was ripped, my secret bindings nearly exposed, and my life hung by a thread. I managed to talk my way out of the execution, but the humiliation was absolute. When I returned home, the nightmare followed, haunting my sleep with the cold steel of a blade against my throat. The world saw Alessandro Harrington, a man, but the truth was a fragile secret I guarded with my life. I was surrounded by predators who smelled my fear and mistook my silence for weakness. Why was I the target of their cruelty, and how could I keep my family safe when my very existence was a lie waiting to be unraveled? Enough was enough. I wouldn't be the prey anymore. I stood in the mirror, adjusting my shirt, and made a choice: I would stop hiding and start hunting. The dockworkers' strike was my opening, and I would use it to bring the untouchable Don to his knees.

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