I Refuse to Be Her Blood Bank

The day before we were supposed to sign our marriage license, I hid in my fiancé's office lounge.

I was holding a pair of custom rings I'd designed myself, wanting to give him a surprise.

Instead, I heard his first love, Maddie, ask a question that chilled me to the bone.

"Bennett, will Cassie really agree to give me blood transfusions every week?"

My fiancé's voice was cold and ruthless.

"She'll agree whether she wants to or not. If her blood type didn't match yours, I would never have agr