My Fiancé Slept with My Sister, Then I Fought Back

When my fiancé, Damian, cheated with my sister, I didn't cry. I slept with his two best friends instead.

“You're insane,” he said, locking me in a psychiatric hospital.

At first, I desperately tried to prove my innocence. But whenever I fought back, he drugged me into submission. “You were unstable, Vivienne. You needed help.”

For months, I cried and begged to go home.

By the second year, I understood. Damian never committed me for my health. My breakdowns gave him the perfect excuse to replace me with my sister and seize my father's empire.