She Fed My Kidney To Hounds
Language: en
My fiancée's twenty-something assistant loved a good bet, and for the nineteenth time, she'd canceled our wedding because she'd "lost" to him. I warned her again, “Izzy, if you pull this again, I’m marrying someone else.” Isabella Moretti, the CEO of Moretti Global and the woman I was supposed to marry, just laughed, completely unconcerned. “Grant, you literally gave me a kidney. How are you going to marry anyone else?” She tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “And besides, who else would take on damaged goods like you?” On the morning of what was supposed to be our twentieth…