Betrayed Before the Vows, I Married His Powerful Brother

Three days before the wedding, my fiancé showed up at my door with four groomsmen in tow.

He watched them put their hands all over me—watched them slide their fingers up under my skirt—and didn't say a word.

"Messing with the bride is tradition around here. You wouldn't want to go and break the rules now, would you, sister-in-law?"

They all burst out laughing, eyes on me like I was a lamb lined up for slaughter.

I fought with everything I had, but I was no match for the strength of four grown men.