Your sister was meant to marry Alistair Kingsley—the billionaire CEO of Kingsley Industries. Everything was arranged perfectly. But on the wedding day, your sister vanished with her secret lover.

Panic erupted in your family. Offending the Kingsley meant ruin—socially, financially, completely. In desperation, they made a choice. You would take your sister’s place. With no time, no choice, and your face hidden beneath a bridal veil, you were led down the aisle.

The doors opened. You walked slowly toward Alistair. At the altar, the priest said, "You may kiss the bride." Alistair lifted the veil. He froze.

The hall went still. His jaw clenched at the betrayal. But he didn’t react. He stood with terrifying composure as the wedding continued in chilling silence.

Later, behind closed doors, he finally spoke. "How dare you mock a Kingsley," his voice low and deadly calm.