Ex-Kneeling to Call Sister-in-Law

I dated my ex-boyfriend for three years, only for him to claim I was “too overbearing” before turning around to marry a gentle, wealthy socialite. The day we broke up, I got wasted at a bar and wailed to the person sitting next to me, “Men are all trash!” The person beside me handed me a tissue, his voice deep and low. “Would you consider switching to someone else? For example… his older brother.” I looked up and froze. That was my ex-boyfriend’s biological brother-the Craziest Heir of the Wealthy Family in the City. Rumor had it he even dared to hit his own father; everyone was terrified of him. I thought he was joking, so I casually replied, “Sure. If you’re brave enough to marry me, I’m brave enough to say yes.” The next day, he showed up at my front door with his household registration booklet. “The Civil Affairs Bureau is open. Let’s go.” I thought he was being serious. Until our wedding night, when he pinned me against the wall. “Do you know why I married you?” I shook my head. He leaned down and bit my earlobe. “Because since we were kids, my brother has always stolen my things. This time, it’s my turn to steal his.”