"I'm sorry… you don't have a choice."
Those were the words that shattered my world.
I stared at my father, my hands trembling. "What do you mean I don't have a choice?"
He couldn't even look at me.
"The deal is already made," he said quietly. "You're getting married tomorrow."
Married?
Tomorrow?
"To who?" My voice cracked.
Silence.
Then my stepmother smirked from the corner. "To a man you should be grateful for."
My heart pounded wildly. Something felt terribly wrong.
"His name is Alexander Knight."
The name alone sent a chill down my spine.
Everyone knew him.
The ruthless billionaire.
The man with no heart.
The one people feared.
"No…" I whispered, stepping back. "No, I won't do it."
"You will," my father snapped, his voice suddenly cold. "Or we lose everything."
Tears burned my eyes. "So you're selling me?"
No one answered.
That was my answer.
The next morning, I stood in a white wedding dress… feeling like I was walking to my own destruction.
And when I finally saw him—
Tall. Dark. Cold.
His eyes met mine, and for a second, I stopped breathing.
There was no warmth in them.
Only danger.
He leaned closer and whispered something that made my blood run cold.
"You belong to me now."
And in that moment…
I knew my life was over.