Betrayed by the Billionaire, Claimed by My Brother

On our wedding day, the man made love to me three times in the backseat of the car.

I lay there, weak and boneless, watching his back disappear through the entrance of the private club, my heart still sweet with happiness.

Then I picked up the cuff link he had accidentally left behind and followed him inside.

Before I reached the private room, I froze.

My own breathless moans echoed from behind the door.

"Julian, who would've thought Aria, the quiet little sweetheart, is such a wildcat in bed?"