l, but when it's forbidden, it can scorch t

in love, and marry him. Instead, she found herself bound to an unwanted marriage

p bound to a man who was the complete opposite of everything she had ever dreamed of. It was not just that he

wn her spine, and every time he spoke, i

the right places, the veil cascading down her back. Her hair was pulled back in a sleek ponytail, and her makeup

oor open. She turned around to see Natasha standing in the door

bella asked, trying to keep he

you," Natasha said,

in a few minutes, so make i

u stole my fiancé. How could you

agreed to marry me," I

ly penniless, and then you made him sign that marriage contr

arrying Asher to get what I want, then so be it. You should be than

so heartless? You know what, you don't care about

that I want your forgiv

're

Aren't you the one who made him call off

d. "We talked about it. You don'

you please, leave. I have my weddi

!" Natasha said before s

ut couldn't let that stop her from finding the truth. She couldn't believe she was betraying her best friend

pushing down all the emotions swirling inside her, and forced on a cold exterior.

edo. His dark hair was slicked back, and his chiseled features were set in a sc

sle, waiting for her. She could see the anger in

he woman he truly loves? Does h

sses them. Asher's parents, dressed in their finest attire, sat in the front row, their expressions tense. They see her as a gold-digger, a heartless woman who would do anything for money. But they don'

, Jacob Miller, shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes flickering between the two at the altar. Isabella's cousin, Ian Forbes, stood stoicall

e's staring at her, his eyes filled with anger and disgust. Sh

y. She knew what she has to do, what she was committed to. But as the ceremo

stomach. This was not how she had imagined her wedding day. She had always thought

up as the pastor spoke. He was doing this to save his family's wealth, he reminded him

on in the air. As Isabella and Asher stood befor

Isabella Claire Robbinson to be your

. He knew he was doing this for his family, but se

ut his voice was flat

turned to her. "Do you, Isabella Claire Robbinson, take A

et all about this charade, but she couldn't. She had come

but her voice was cold

ed glances. Isabella couldn't help but think about how she had betrayed her best

st. "I promise to be your faithful wife, to support yo

romise to be your loyal husband, to honor and cherish

er knew it. They had both made a terrible mistak

by the power vested in me by the state of New York, I pro

, “I promise to make your life hell, Isabella Claire Robbinson, you’d dread every second of this doomed marriage questioning why you did it. Mark. My. Words

the task at hand. She knew that if she didn't pla

Asher's and she saw a glimmer of something she couldn't

said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I presen

f a long and complicated journey, but she was determined to see it through to the end, no matter what it to

e they had just witnessed. But she remained composed, her eyes locked on the door through which