Pampered By The Ruthless Biker King

The night before my high-society wedding, I caught my fiancé sleeping with my sweet, innocent adoptive sister.

My adoptive parents knew everything. They fully supported Aubrey taking my place, planning to ambush me with the press the next morning to completely ruin my reputation.

To them, I was just a disposable pawn. The Kensington matriarch even tried to throw a measly ten thousand dollars at me to disappear quietly, while my sister clung to my cheating fiancé with a victorious smirk. They expected me to be a broken victim, weeping over the loss of a wealthy marriage. They thought I would quietly accept being the laughingstock of the city while they stole my life.

They spent four years treating me like a stray dog, completely blind to the fact that I was a financial mastermind hiding in the shadows. They thought I was just a helpless girl who relied on their charity.

"You're throwing your life away on a criminal," my adoptive mother sneered.

But they had no idea who they were dealing with.

Instead of shedding a single tear, I walked straight into the city's deadliest biker bar. I slid a prepaid black card in front of Kane Montgomery, the terrifying gang president, and bought myself a ruthless fake husband. As I leaked their disgusting sex tape to the morning news, I smiled, ready to bankrupt their entire empire.