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.

……

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.

her up a little more. What are we going to do if she changes her mind and decides to back out

and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck. “Even if she tries to back out now, the

her mind if she finds out that

violent buzzing in her head. She took

and held back the tears in her

admitted into hospital when his company

had made it sound like the marriage was for the good of the Tate

the boyfriend who

said that he would marry her once Elliot

 
 
 

her hopes and dreams were

in the room intensified, Avery clenched her

and stepsister’s bullying for her father’s sake. She

was too stupid

allow them to take her

take back all

wedding ceremony began shortly

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

own vows and put on her own

but she paid

Mrs. Foster, and she

Avonsville in the palm of his hand, did not

……

Avery was sent to Elliot’s

the heart of the city’s affluent district and cost

mansion’s layout, Mrs.

eyes were immediately drawn to the man on the large bed. She slowly walked over

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 eyes

sick, Avery would have never become his

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