Capítulo 1

Era el día de la boda de la socialité de Avonsville, Avery Tate, pero no había novio a la vista.

El novio, Elliot Foster, había estado en estado vegetativo desde un accidente automovilístico hace medio año. Sus médicos dijeron que no iba a sobrevivir hasta fin de año.

En un acto de dolor, la madre de Elliot decidió arreglar el matrimonio de su hijo antes de que tuviera un final prematuro.

Los Foster eran una de las familias más ricas de Avonsville, pero ninguna socialité en su sano juicio querría casarse con un hombre que estaba llamando a la puerta de la Muerte.

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Avery se sentó en el tocador con su esbelta figura elegantemente vestida con un vestido de novia blanco. Con su elegante maquillaje que resaltaba la exquisitez de su tez pálida, se veía tan delicada como una rosa roja en ciernes.

Sin embargo, había una inquietud en sus ojos almendrados.

There was only another 20 minutes until the ceremony, and Avery was frantically sliding her fingers across her phone screen, anxiously awaiting a text message.

She had a boyfriend before she was forced to marry Elliot, and it was a terrible coincidence that he just happened to be Elliot’s nephew, Cole Foster.

However, they had never made their relationship public.

Avery had texted Cole the night before in hopes that they would escape Avonsville together and elope. She had stayed up all night waiting, but she never got a reply.

She could wait no longer.

Avery rose from her seat, clenched her hand around her phone and made up an excuse to leave the room.

She hurried down the corridor and froze in her tracks as she walked past one of the rooms.

Avery heard the sound of her sister, Cassandra giggling delightedly through the slightly ajar room door.

butter her up a little more. What are we going to do if she changes her mind

now that things have come this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck. “Even if she tries to back out

if she finds out that you’ve been spending every night with

buzzing in her head. She took

her fists around her gown and held back the tears

father was admitted into hospital

stepmother, Wanda Tate, turned on Avery and forced her to marry into the Foster family so she could reap the benefits. She had made it sound like the marriage was for the good of the Tate family,

that the boyfriend who said he

wonder Cole urged her to carry on with the wedding. He said that he would marry her once Elliot

 
 
 

dreams were crushed, and

clenched her fists, and her eyes turned

father’s sake. She suffered through all kinds of injustices for the sake

was too stupid

would no longer allow them to take her for a

would take back

wedding ceremony began shortly

gown with a bouquet of flowers in her hands, Avery walked down the aisle as soft, romantic music played

and put on

crowd looked puzzled, but

was Mrs. Foster, and she was

to hold Avonsville in the palm of his hand, did not have much longer to

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night, Avery was sent

was located in the heart of the city’s affluent district and cost over

in the mansion’s layout,

man on the large bed. She

stood out on his chiseled face, and he exuded a majestic aura of

pale from spending all that time indoors, but his handsome face made one unable to take their

Avery would have never become

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