He Used Me for His True Love, So I Exposed Him LiveChapter 1
Three days after I was kidnapped, they drugged me—something vicious, something that burned through every nerve. Clyde Gilbert, Sterling City's untouchable golden boy, showed up just in time.
He gave me his body as the cure, one hand gripping the back of my head, his voice wrecked:
"Deidre, I'll take responsibility. Once we're out of here, I'm marrying you."
After that night, Clyde really did propose—big, public, impossible to miss.
And right behind it came a video, humiliating and explicit, shot straight to the top of the trending list.
The slut-shaming hit like a wall. Thousands of strangers tearing me apart online, and I couldn't breathe through any of it. I went looking for Clyde, half out of my mind,
and walked in on him pressing a slender girl against the garden wall, his lips at her ear.
Her eyes had gone red with hurt:
"Do you actually have feelings for Deidre Morton? The whole circle is saying you're marrying her. If your heart's changed, just tell me—I'll let you go."
Clyde scoffed. "Don't be stupid. Victoria, the only person I've ever wanted to marry is you."
"Then what about the proposal? And those videos everywhere?"