Bound by My Fiancé's Uncle

The day I married into the豪门, he stood at the end of the red carpet—impeccable in a tailored suit, his gaze sharp as a blade. Everyone said I’d climbed to the top: Alice Winston, a Cinderella risen overnight to become the wife of the mafia don’s younger brother. But no one knew this wedding was the beginning of my revenge. Three years ago, I watched him push me off the pier. Rain lashed the night, the river water biting cold, and he said, “Die quietly. Don’t blame me for having no mercy.” Back then, I was his woman—and his brother’s mistress. Now I’m his wife, but I’ll never believe another word of love. “I love you,” he declared at our engagement party, kissing me in front of everyone, lips curved in a smile, eyes utterly lifeless. I returned his smile, silently laughing inside: *I’ll play along with this lie until the very end.* Then came that night, when I found a hidden compartment in his study—and a stack of photographs inside. Every single one tracked my movements over the past three years, timed down to the minute. The last photo? My mother’s funeral. Him, standing just beyond the crowd, gripping a gun. So he’d never let me go. So this marriage was never love—it was a meticulously crafted prison. At a high-society gala, crystal chandeliers sparkled like stars. I wore a custom couture gown, a butterfly pinned to display. My former rival approached with a flute of champagne, smirking: “Heard your ex-husband died horribly? Burned to charcoal—no one could identify the body.” I stayed silent. Because I knew— that corpse wasn’t him at all. Suddenly, gunfire shattered the air. Chaos erupted. Glass exploded, screams tore through the room. I collapsed to the floor, ears ringing. And at the top of the grand staircase, he slowly lowered his pistol, tie perfectly knotted, a faint smile playing on his lips. His eyes locked onto mine—soft, almost tender, as if whispering: “Welcome home, my wife.” But I know— this isn’t the end. It’s only the prelude to the hunt. Who will be the next victim? Perhaps it’s me—the one still smiling right now. When Rowena, a fallen heiress trapped in a toxic engagement, discovers that her fiancé's powerful uncle is none other than her forbidden ex-husband, she's torn between survival and rekindled passion—as dangerous secrets, ruthless betrayals, and an underworld empire threaten to destroy them both.