Six Groomsmen, One Betrayal My Revenge Wedding

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At the wedding pickup, my husband Jordan James called over six groomsmen to play an eat the banana game with me.

During it, the bolder ones started getting handsy.

I didn't resist.

Seeing me cooperate, they got even more excited, declaring that tonight they would definitely have their fill before leaving.

I nodded and made a phone call.

After hearing what was said on the other end, they couldn't laugh anymore.

After I hung up, the room fell into a deathly silence.

My husband Jordan James frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you possibly be from Clearwater Village? You're clearly registered in the city."

The moment everyone heard "Clearwater Village," their expressions changed.

That village was notorious for being brutal. People from Clearwater Village were fiercely united, their fighting power off the charts, and when they couldn't settle something with words, they settled it with fists.

And on top of that, the village had top-tier lawyers. Even if someone did lay hands on a villager, those lawyers could make sure that person went away and never came back.

There was once a villager running a street stall who got shaken down for protection money. That very day, the whole village mobilized and tore down the extortionist's house. The guy was so scared he pissed himself, and only after he crawled over to apologize did the matter end.

Hearing Jordan's words, everyone relaxed a little. His best buddy Leon Lambert's eyes still burned with that look.

"It's just a game. Luna, why are you in such a hurry?"

I laughed in disbelief. The "wedding pickup game" they were talking about was making me, alone, eat bananas from the hands of all six of them. Anyone with eyes could see their filthy intentions.

I looked at Jordan's certain expression and frowned. After we got together, I had told him I used to be from Clearwater VillageI only moved my registration out later.

Seeing me refuse to cooperate, the smile on Jordan's face faltered.

"Luna, this is the rule for wedding pickups here. Don't mess around!"

"It's just eating a banana. It's not going to kill you. Just cooperate!"

I was about to speak when they pounced.

They'd been drinking outsidetheir bodies reeked of booze. Leon looked annoyed and shoved the banana straight into my mouth.

"Mmph"

He was strong. My face flushed red in seconds.

The men around me turned into wolves catching the scent of blood, all whistling. Their looks said everything.

Humiliated beyond reason, I bit down hard.

The man who got bitten yanked back in pain.

I shot Jordan a vicious glare. "Jordan James, today is our wedding! How can you let them do this!"

His eyes flickered with guilt.

"What are you making a fuss about? After it's done, we can still make it to the ceremony, can't we?"

"It's just a game. Is it necessary to be this angry?"

Just a game?

I laughed bitterly. This was humiliation, plain and simple.

The stench of the men in the room made me sick. I don't have many friendsas soon as they came in, they drove everyone else out.

I gathered all my strength and kicked Leon hard.

"Don't touch me! Get out!"

At this point, there was no pretending anymore.

"Chief Simmons and my uncle are already on the way. If you insist on doing this, you're dead for sure!"

Jordan looked at me with a complicated expression. In the end, he turned his head away.

"Luna, these are the rules here. Do you really need to be this angry?"

"Keep going. There are still five."

The second banana was shoved into my mouth without the slightest hesitation.

I was so angry my whole body shook.

They

They were simply shameless!

I couldn't take it anymore. My hand flew up and connected with his face.

Smack!

The slap echoed through the room.

Jordan's eyes went wide, a red handprint blooming across his cheek. "Luna! What the hell are you doing?!"

I didn't care. I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Help! Someone help me!"

The groomsmen outside heard the commotion and crowded toward the door, trying to push their way in.

"What's going on?"

My best friend Amy Lambert shoved through, eyes blazing. She started toward me immediately.

But Jordan's voice turned ice-cold. "Amy, stay out of this. They're just playing a game with Luna."

Amy looked at my faceflushed with rage, nothing remotely playful about it.

I glared at the men surrounding me and spat out everything they'd just done.

Amy's expression shifted to horror. Her hands shook as she reached for me, trying to pull me toward the door.

But Jordan moved to block the exit. The others exchanged glances and closed in.

Amy and I locked eyes. We both felt itsomething was very wrong.

My voice cracked. "Jordan! There are dozens of guests right outside. What exactly are you trying to do?"

He said nothing.

My stomach dropped.

Leon let out a low laugh. "Sister-in-law, the pickup game isn't over yet. We're just getting started." His eyes slid to Amy. "And your little friend herepretty face, nice figure..."

He didn't need to finish. I knew exactly what that look meant.

Revulsion crawled over my skin. I grabbed Amy's arm and tried to force our way past them.

Two of them lunged. They seized our arms and legs and threw us both onto the bed.

"Why can't you just behave?" Leon loomed over us, his breath reeking of liquor. "Hold them down. Feed them the bananas."

One of the men grabbed Amy by the shoulders and shoved a banana toward her mouth.

Amysweet, sheltered Amyhad never seen anything like this. Her eyes instantly filled with tears.

I glared up at them through the rage. "You'll regret this. I swear I won't let any of you off!"

"Jordan! Is this your family's idea of wedding traditionhumiliating women? I'm calling the police!"

Jordan's gaze flickered. His voice came out thin, guilty. "Luna, it's just a joke. Just do it and we can move on. We'll miss the auspicious hour."

I must have been blind to ever fall for such a spineless coward.

I swallowed my fury. "Jordan, I'm not marrying you. Let us go before my family gets hereor I can't promise what happens next."

Jordan hesitated.

Leon cut in fast. "Jordan, she's not even your wife yet and you're already letting her boss you around? What happens after the weddingshe gonna walk all over you?"

He was getting worked up now. "It's just the bride pickup! You can't even handle this? If you let her go now, what will people say about you?" He sneered. "They'll say your household is run by women."

The other groomsmen piled on, voices overlapping in agreement.

Jordan's expression shifted, wavered. He looked at me, torn.

"Luna, Mom said nothing can go wrong on the wedding day, or our future will be cursed. Just... just bear with it."

Looking at that pathetic face, everything became crystal clear.

This marriage was never going to happen.

I pulled out my phone.

Leon charged at me and smashed it to the floor.

"Trying to call for help again? Didn't expect you to have some fight in you."

Leon's lips curled. "How about this, Jordanlet's skip that last game. I've got a better one."

I glared at him, shielding my best friend behind me.

"What do you want?"

He whistled, voice dripping with mockery. "You and your little friend herekneel down and put shoes on all of us. Do it until we're satisfied, and we'll call it even. How's that sound?"

I laugheda cold, sharp sound.

"In your dreams."

But before I could react, Jordan's face went livid and he charged at me. Everyone in the room stared at him in surprise.

I froze too. Was he finally coming to his senses? Did he realize how wrong this was?

Then he stopped in front of me and snarled:

"Luna! Hurry up! You're going to miss the auspicious hour! You wanted to marry me so badlyshouldn't you show some respect?"

He grabbed my shoulder and shoved me toward the floor.

The groomsmen exchanged glances, smugness flickering in their eyes. Leon lifted his chin with a cold snort and kicked off his shoes. The others followed.

My face went stone cold. I swung hard, slapping Jordan across the faceonce, twice, three times.

"You're disgusting!"

"You want me to put shoes on you? I spit on you! Who the hell do you think you are? Get out of my way before I make you!"

My best friend had never been humiliated like this either. Her voice turned shrill.

"You've gone too far! Animals! I'm calling the police!"

Ten minutes had passed since I made the call. My family would be here soon.

I narrowed my eyes at them. "You'd better back off. Let us out. Now."

They snorted. "Jordan, come on! It's just a little gameshe can't even handle this?"

Jordan forced a smile. "Of course she can! Bride-picking games are supposed to be fun for everyone!"

They all nodded approvingly, laughing so hard they nearly doubled over.

"Then what are you waiting for? Put the shoes on" Leon's voice dropped, half-smiling. "And if you still won't behave, we'll make you lick them first."

My stomach lurched.

A crowd had gathered outside. I screamed for help, gambling on someone hearing.

Jordan's patience snapped.

"What the hell are you yelling for? Hurry up!"

Hands clamped down on our shoulders, forcing us both to our knees.

Tears blurred my vision. I wanted to kill every single one of them.

But they looked ready to get serious. My breath shook as I gritted my teeth. "Don't push me. The second I get out of here, I will destroy you."

They exchanged looks and burst out laughing.

"Sure, sure. Now hurry up!"

Leon lifted his blackened, reeking foot. Jordan grabbed my head and shoved it down.

The door slammed open.

"Stop!"

Jordan froze. I sprang up and drove my knee into his groin with everything I had.

He staggered backward, doubled over in pain.

My mother-in-law stood in the doorway, panting.

When I saw her, hope sparked in my chest.

Back when I agreed to marry Jordan, part of the reason was hera decent woman, straightforward, no hidden agendas.

"Ma'am theythey're bullying us!"

She frowned deeply, taking in my filthy, ruined wedding dress.

"Jordan, what is"

Before she could finish, Jordan pulled her aside and whispered something in her ear.

My mother-in-law's expression shiftedshock to anger to helplessness.

I bit my lip hard. "Mrs. James! Don't listen to Jordan's liesplease help us!"

No one outside dared to come in. She was our only chance.

But the pity in her eyes vanished. Panic replaced it. "Luna, just cooperate! It'll be over soon! I just rememberedI have something to do!"

She fled without looking back.

Bang!

The door swung shut. In that split second, I caught the looks on those men's faces outside.

The door closed, cutting off every last hope for me and my best friend.

I glared at the men in front of me. "Don't push it!"

"Jordan, if you don't want to marry me, just say so! But you can't humiliate me like this!"

He shook his head.

"Luna, I never said I wouldn't marry you. Just be good and finish the game."

Leon snorted. "Jordan, I'm bored with that game. Let's switch to something new."

I bit through my lip, screaming with everything I had. "What else do you want?"

"Animals!"

My best friend and I fought back with all our strength, but we were no match for them.

Jordan didn't refuse. He glanced toward the door.

Something glinted in Leon's eyes. He shoved me onto the bed, his head diving under the wedding dress.

My best friend's clothes were ripped to shreds. Two men pounced on her.

My vision went red. I was on the verge of breaking.

Thenhurried footsteps. The door slammed open.

"I want to see who dares touch anyone from Clearwater Village!"

Everyone froze.

I saw the neighbors rushing in, and the wire-tight tension in my chest finally snapped loose.

Miles Simmons took one look at the state of us and wordlessly shielded me and my best friend behind him. His face was black as thunder.

"Jordan James! This is how you treat people from Clearwater Village?"

His roar made every man who'd been so cocky a moment ago change color.

Jordan swallowed hard. "Chief Simmons, she how could she be from your village? You must be mistaken."

The onlookers frowned.

Now that the villagers had arrived, those who'd been watching the spectacle followed them inside.

"What kind of logic is that? Just because Luna isn't from Clearwater Village, you think you can treat her like this?"

"Exactly! Grown men ganging up on a woman on her wedding dayhave you no shame?"

With backup finally here, others who'd been too scared to speak up joined in.

My mother-in-law rushed over. The moment she saw Chief Simmons, her face twisted.

"Let's talk this out! It's all a misunderstanding!"

"Chief Simmons, right? Kids will be kids. Luna, hurry and tell himif you keep this up, you'll miss the auspicious hour!"

She shot me frantic, meaningful looks.

Jordan panicked too. "Luna! What are you standing there for? Don't tell me you actually want to cause a scene today?"

"Come on, it was just a joke! Don't blow this out of proportion!"

His scolding almost made me laugh.

Chief Simmons's face was ashen. He turned to me, asking what I wanted to do.

"Luna, this kind of man is an animal. Do you really still want to marry him?"

Everyone held their breath.

I stared coldly at those disgusting men and spoke, word by word:

"The wedding is off. And I want them to pay for this."

Now Jordan really started to get scared. He screamed and kept backing up.

Everyone present was from villages within ten miles, and nobody didn't know Clearwater Village.

The local folks cracked their knuckles and got ready.

Without hesitation, I raised my hand and slapped Jordan hard across the face.

He was furious but didn't dare say a word.

Chief Simmons gave me a look, signaling me to step back.

The villagers swarmed up all at once. The scene was spectacular. The animals who'd been shouting about stripping us to "inspect the goods" were stripped naked themselves and thrown outside the yard.

In the freezing snow and ice, their faces were bruised and swollen, shivering from the cold.

The men who'd been so arrogant just moments ago turned into cowering dogs under absolute force.

Leon's contemptuous posture was gone. He dropped to his knees and begged for mercy.

But that was nowhere near enough to put out my anger!

The thuds of fists hitting flesh made them completely quiet.

A flash of hatred passed through Jordan's eyes. "This is a group assault! Aren't you afraid we'll call the cops?"

I looked at him like he'd told some kind of joke and raised my phone.

On the screen, it was clearly playing everything they had just done to me in that room.

I swept a cold gaze over them.

"You know exactly what you did! Take it to the deputies? Fine! Let's see how many years molestation gets!"

I narrowed my eyes and turned to the people present. "And who here saw us hit them?"

They all fell silent, afraid of offending us. They hurriedly shook their heads and stated one after another:

"About what happened today, we won't say a single word!"

Jordan and Leon were completely stunned, collapsing weakly onto the ground.

"It's over! Everything is over!"

"Jordan! It's all your fault! You ruined mego die!"

Leon forced himself to stand and started grappling with Jordan.

I exchanged a look with the villagers and left this hellhole without looking back.

When they heard I was canceling the wedding, Mom and Dad didn't object at all.

When they heard my reason, they wanted nothing more than to rush over and help me get revenge.

I let out a snort of laughter, soothing them that those people had already gotten their lesson.

Presumably, for a while they wouldn't come to provoke me again.

After all, Clearwater Village's reputation was well-known. These people shouldn't be so stupid as to charge in looking for death.

What's more, quite a few people had seen that wedding prank. Those men weren't human at all!

Every time I thought of what happened that day, I wanted nothing more than to kill them.

After hearing what I said, Mom still knitted her brows. She held my hand, full of worry:

"Luna, that's what you say, but you're not afraid of ten thousand, you're afraid of the one in a million. You still have to be careful!"

Dad also frowned.

"Jordan looks harmless, but he's got schemes running in his head. I don't think he was necessarily threatened into this."

I nodded. In my heart, I more or less had a plan.

I didn't care what he was really thinking. As long as he crossed me, I had plenty of ways to deal with him.

The canceled wedding made our family the center of gossip, and quite a few people in the village wanted to introduce me to a new match.

Before things had even been quiet for two days, I got Mom's panicked voice on the phone.

Her tone couldn't hide her agitation. "Luna! Hurry back! Something happened!"