The church was silent—eerily so—as Y/N stepped through the grand doors, the weight of a thousand expectations draped across her like the lace veil covering her face. Every eye followed her, but only one gaze burned. Salvatore Bellini stood at the altar like a god in a black suit, emotionless, untouchable. Her heart pounded. This wasn’t love. It was a deal. A prison in diamonds. Or so she thought… because the man she was about to marry knew something she didn’t: She chose him first.
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