CLAIRE

“What?!” My eyes widened in shock as I realized what he was implying.

“You want to… to…”

I couldn’t bring myself to utter those four damning letters.

As if he had just suggested something perfectly normal, Brandon smiled faintly. “You also think it’s a good idea, right? After all, it’s the fastest way to get her family to agree to marry her off to me.”

Fastest method, my foot. I screamed inwardly.

Yes, I hated Lilith. Hated her privileged yet whiny existence.

But even so—even if I wasn’t a saint—helping a man ruin another woman like that? That was a line I didn’t think I could cross.

Suddenly, he...