Chapter 1

Chapter 1

For seven years, I’ve been in a secret relationship with Castro Harrison, my brother’s best friend.

Just as I was hoping he’d propose, I tracked his location to a private lounge at an upscale restaurant, where I found they were joking about me.

“Castro, now that Oriana’s back from London, what are you going to do about that replacement?”

Castro remained silent, his lack of response speaking volumes.

The tension in the air was broken by another friend’s sardonic laugh.

“You’ve got to hand it to Castro–having the nerve to pursue William Blackwood’s sister while Oriana was away. Now that you’ve had your fun, and Oriana’s back…”

“Well, Oriana deserved it after how coldly she left. A replacement was just what she needed to teach her a

lesson!”

The next day, Castro took me to Oriana’s welcome–home party at the Blackwood Estate, lavishing attention on me with an almost theatrical display of affection.

But when Oriana ran out in tears, her Chanel dress stained with wine, Castro pushed me aside without a second thought and rush out.

I returned home alone, my cream silk blouse ruined by scalding soup and my skin was still burning.

With trembling hands, I finally opened the door to his study—the one room he’d always declared

off–limits.

There, prominently displayed on his mahogany desk, was a photograph of him and Oriana in Paris, the Eiffel Tower gleaming behind their embracing figures.

ice as I dialed my brother’s number

about that arranged marriage–I’ll do

strain in my

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my throat, but I forced a

– marriage is inevitable, isn’t it?

I –

trying to

judgment. Even for a business merger marriage, I know

relief was audible through

you coming back? Would

Go ahead and

the way, have you heard from Castro?” he coninued, “His first love is finally back in town. You should invite him to the wedding – let him share

Oriana too. No wonder Castro never let

the pain

We’re…

unlock, I quickly said goodbye and ended

I looked

doorframe, his signature smirk playing

close to whom?”

“You.”

answer only made his smirk widen as he pulled me

“Should we discuss just how ‘not close‘ we are? All those nights together weren’t close enough?”

and for the first

of flutter.

the lipstick stain on his collar – a shade

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