Chapter 1
Ethan’s POV
I couldn't believe what I just saw at the gala. Luby, my wife of only five days, flirting shamelessly with my own brother right in front of everyone. Our marriage was arranged, forced on us by our families, and from the start, we hated each other. She barely looked at me, refused to even share a room with me back home. But there she was, smiling at him like he was the only man in the room, her hand touching his arm, laughing at his jokes.
Rage boiled inside me, hot and sharp, making my fists clench. How dare she? I stormed over, grabbed her wrist hard, and dragged her out of the hall without a word. Guests whispered, but I didn't care. She stumbled in her heels, protesting, but I ignored her, my jaw tight, anger pulsing through my veins.
I yanked open the car doo
