Adopted to Biological? Keep Your Golden Child Scapegoat Out novel Chapter 11

Chapter 1

“What brand are you using today? It feels so thin.”

I was riding my Delta Force Commander boyfriend, straddling his hips during our morning fuck-when something felt off.

He thrust harder, his voice rough.

“I’m not wearing one today. Let me stay inside you a little longer-these drills at Fort Bragg are killing me.”.

No one would believe it.

Commander Kaelan Sherwood-Delta Force’s most ruthless leader was underneath me right now, begging me like a starving puppy.

His only stress relief was fucking me raw. All night. Every night.

I’m his childhood sweetheart, his subordinate, his dirty little secret.

But tonight might be our last time.

Because of one sick family rule: He has to draw a “Blessed” tarot card to marry me.

But five years in a row, Kaelan drew only the “Death” card-a curse in their eyes-earning him 98 lashes.

And tonight was attempt #99.

I was ready to take the punishment with him.

I’d beg his family to break the rule, bleed for us if I have to.

Then I saw it.

He drew the Blessed card.

FINALLY!

But before I could even scream with joy, he shoved it back and pulled out a Death card instead.

“Announce it publicly,” he told his uncle coldly. “This one’s cursed too.”

I stood there frozen, my mind completely blank.

Then it hit me-he never wanted to marry me!

“That’s why I’ll never let Avelaine find out. Every punishment is my way of making it up to her. This time, follow the family law too-99 lashes.”

Outside the door, my vision had already blurred with tears.

Just then, my phone buzzed in my pocket-it was my mother.

“Avelaine, how did the draw go? Can you and Kaelan finally get married?”

My throat felt stuffed with cotton. I couldn’t speak.

My mother understood immediately. Her voice turned earnest, almost pleading.

“Five years and still no marriage-it’s clear he doesn’t truly want to marry you. Listen to Mom: come back to Virginia. The Spencer family is a respected military family, and the Spencer heir is an elite officer. You’ll be cherished there. I just want you to be safe and happy.”

Through the open doorway, I stared at Kaelan’s lonely silhouette.

A needle-sharp ache spread across my chest.

“Mom, I accept the contract marriage.”