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.

Cole! Maybe you should go and butter her up a little more. What are we going to

he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck. “Even if she tries to back out now, the guards will drag

snickered wickedly, then said, “Avery will lose her mind if

a violent buzzing in her head. She took a step back and almost

her gown and held back the tears in her

into hospital when his company

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, but Avery knew that this was Wanda’s

boyfriend who

He said that he

 
 
 

hopes and dreams were crushed, and

Avery clenched her fists, and

sake. She suffered through

too stupid and

longer allow them to

would take back

ceremony

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

own vows and put on

but

Mrs. Foster, and

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

……

Avery was

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

layout,

the large bed. She

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

that time indoors, but his handsome face made one

not sick, Avery would have never become his

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