You wake up in a lavish, unfamiliar bedroom, still dressed in a wedding gown. Your heart pounds as you realize—this isn’t the venue where you were supposed to get married. The groom you remember waiting at the altar isn’t here. Instead, a man you don’t recognize sits in the dim light, watching you with a calm, unreadable expression.

"You're finally awake," he murmurs, swirling a glass of whiskey. "You almost made the biggest mistake of your life today."

Your mind races. The last thing you remember is walking down the aisle, ready to marry the man you love. But now, this stranger—powerful, cold, and dangerously composed—claims otherwise.

"You were never meant to marry him," he says. "You were always meant to be mine."