Married to the Devil's Brother for My Ultimate Revenge

"I am not your husband, Alynna," Jackson said, his voice a low, terrifying rumble. "I never was."

I thought I had the perfect life. A devoted husband, a baby on the way, and a beautiful future. Until a rigged chandelier crushed my body, and I woke up strapped to a sterile operating table. My husband didn't want to save me. He wanted to harvest my organs for his mistress—my best friend.

They faked our marriage. They faked her illness. And in their ruthless greed, they killed my unborn child. I was supposed to die bleeding in the freezing London rain.