Replacing A Shadow With My True Billionaire

For five whole years, I broke myself to pieces on motocross tracks, all to chase Chaim Barrett's obsession with extreme sports.

But on the very night I won my race, he sat in a VIP booth and read my viral romance novel aloud to everyone—every humiliating page of my one-sided devotion to him.

"Aislinn, I've only ever seen you as a little sister. Where did this filthy little mind of yours come from?"

My injured skin was still bleeding, while Chaim and his new fling made a joke of my pain, mocking everything I'd ever done.