My Beastly Fiancé Become My Sparring Partner

When the Summer family finally dragged me back to their mansion, I had just finished a warm-up session at Marcus's boxing gym.

I stood in their pristine living room, covered in a sun-kissed tan with defined, pumping muscles.

My biological parents, who had clearly prepared a whole speech to humiliate me, froze in dead silence.

They had brought me back for one reason: an arranged marriage.

They wanted me to marry the heir of the Vance family—Damian Vance.

Rumor had it that he was a violent psychopath who had already hospitalized or terrified ten of his previous fiancées.