An arranged marriage in the modern day was not unheard of for people like Grayson.

Rich. Beyond rich.

His father had arranged for the marriage to form a powerful alliance with another unbelievably rich family.

Grayson’s father had assured him that the girl was pretty. Beautiful, even. And young.

Grayson still hadn’t met his bride yet, as he stood at the altar in the grand garden, alight with beautiful flowers and twinkling lights, buzzing with… everyone his father could think of.