My Ex-Fiancé Came Back From the Dead to Destroy Me

For the third time, Aiden Cross walked his fiancée into my pre-wedding counseling office.

The girl was blushing furiously, and she leaned in to whisper, "Angela Knight, my fiancé treats me so well. What do I even do about it?"

I let two seconds pass. "So what is it, exactly, that you two want me to help you with?"

Aiden lounged in his chair, and at that he let out a low laugh.

"Nothing much. Just want to learn how to spoil a little princess properly."

He finished and tilted his head toward the girl beside him, his tone all wickedness and indulgence.