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The Wedding Eve
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Beneath The Billionaire's Veil Bound By Vows, Broken By Truth
The figure at the driveway came up, and the car slowed for a brief moment.My breath caught as Marco's gaze met mine. His expression was mysterious; a mix of defiance, longing, and an unidentified emotion.With a tone as sharp as a sword, my mother's voice broke the tense silence and said to the driver, "Drive." The driver obeyed quickly and sped off.I strained to look behind me, but Marco remained still.Before the car rounded a bend and he was out of sight, he just remained there, a lone figure against the expansive Presley estate. "How come he was there?" I whispered, more to myself than anyone else.My mother gave a mocking snort. “Making a fool of himself, as usual. Don’t waste your thoughts on him, Isabella. He’s nothing but a distraction.”Although I couldn't completely disagree with my mother, her words really hit me.In the past, Marco's presence had been consoling, but now it seemed like an anchor dragging me back into rough seas.~~When we arrived, the Presley mansion's
Beneath The Billionaire's Veil A Morning Of Mixed Emotions
I stared at the maid, her urgency sharpening the edges of my already frazzled nerves. “What’s going on?” I asked, my voice barely steady. She hesitated, glancing at the floor as if unsure how much to reveal. “It’s about the family arrangements for tomorrow. They said it couldn’t wait.” Family arrangements. The words were vague enough to leave me guessing, but not reassuring in the slightest. I followed her out of the room, the cold marble floor sending shivers up my spine. The dining hall was bathed in soft, golden light, an eerie contrast to the tension that hung in the air. Alexander stood at the head of the table, his posture rigid. His parents, Elvis and Eleanor Presley, sat on either side, their expressions unreadable. “You’re here,” Alexander said, his tone clipped. He motioned for me to take a seat. “What’s this about?” I asked, my gaze darting between the three of them. Elvis leaned forward, his steely eyes locking onto mine. “There have been some last-minute chang
Beneath The Billionaire's Veil The Wedding Eve
I frowned as I held the envelope tightly. My heart sank as I read the brief, impersonal words: Tomorrow Mark's the eve of the wedding. For last-minute arrangements, be ready to show up to the family by 7 p.m.Those words seemed cold, uncaring, as if I was being polished and put on exhibit for their own gain. I was left alone with the icy message as the messenger backed out of the room and curtsied.With shaking hands, I put down the message. Tomorrow was the first step toward losing what little of who I was left, not just another step toward a life I didn't want. More likely the beginning of the rest of my life.With the city lights below glistening like strewn diamonds, I walked to the window. I felt like screaming, tearing the letter to shreds, and fleeing from this golden cage.Where would I go, though? Returning to Marco? To a life in which Presley's impact followed me everywhere?Breathing became difficult as the weight of my choices weighed heavily on me.~~I felt as if I had e
Beneath The Billionaire's Veil The Press Event
The brightness of the morning sun shone through my window as I stood in sharp contrast to the chill that was beginning to settle in my chest.I gazed at the ceiling, I could hear the city's subtle hum awakening all around me.My mind was a whirlpool of feelings that I couldn't quite put my finger on.I would put on the bride-to-be mask, answer boring questions, and smile for the cameras today. I wasn't just any Fiancée, but the a Presley's bride"Although I wasn't sure if it was anxiety or fear, the thought made my stomach turn. I padded to the mirror after sliding out of bed.I looked back at my mirror, a weary young woman who was doing her best to look courageous.I traced my jaw's curvature, the slight shadows under my eyes revealing the sleepless night I had spent.What do they think of me today? A woman in love with no hope? Or, in a game too big for her to win, a piece, placed strategically?I pushed those thoughts from my mind and looked at the little stack of clothes Martha ha
Beneath The Billionaire's Veil The Weight Of A Promise
Three days.As I sat in my room, staring blankly at the papers littered all over my desk, that number echoed in my head like a worrisome rhythm.The faint sound of my mother's humming, broken by the clinking of dishes, came from the kitchen.How could she be still this calm!?But, I felt as if a storm was building inside of me.Getting married to Alexander in three days meant more than just becoming his wife; it meant giving up the dreams I had clung to for so long. And for what exactly?To secure my family's future? to actively be in life I didn't choose? "Three days,"I leaned back in my chair and whispered to myself. "Fuck, I don’t even know if I can survive three minutes with the Presley's without breaking down."My mother was standing there smiling softly when I turned to face her after hearing a tap on the door.In her palm was a folded piece of paper. She put it on my desk and remarked, "This came for you," before leaving.I picked up the envelope and scowled. The handwriting w
Beneath The Billionaire's Veil Steps Toward Forever
I sat at my vanity the following morning, gazing at the reflection that no longer felt like me. As my mother adjusted my dress, a pastel blue piece that Shone elegance, her gentle sweet hums could be heard in the background."The Presley heir's fiancée couldn't afford to look less than flawless. With gentle hands on my shoulders, my mother whispered, "Smile, Isabella.""Today is a big day."A big day? How did my life become so out of control? In just a few hours, the world would see me as Alexander Presley’s fiancée. It wasn’t just the weight of the title—it was the lies, the pretense, the façade I had to wear like a second skin. Even though I knew it was quite impossible, I looked at my phone, hoping and wishing for a message from Marco. Of course it wasn't his fault he had vanished from my life.My mother's voice pierced my mind, "Isabella." "Are you paying attention?" I forced a smile and responded,"Yes, Mama." She seemed content and let me gather my thoughts.My smile vanishe
Beneath The Billionaire's Veil Gilded Chains
It was like waking up in a dream I didn't want to be a part of the day after the engagement ceremony.The diamond necklace Alexander's mother had given me made me laugh at my uneasiness as I gazed at it. "The wife of a Prescott must always live up to her name"Even when I made an effort to ignore them, those words continued to whisper in my ears like a ghost.With my mother and Alexander's little maids organizing everything from dress fittings to floral arrangements, the house was a flurry of activity.It was just too much. The lavishness, the never-ending choices, and the constant reminders that this was a spectacle rather than merely a wedding.a union designed to strengthen influence and power.But there was a pain in my heart beneath the mayhem. Marco. I was unable to finish the puzzle because of his absence.I missed the way he made me feel like I was enough, his steady voice, and his effortless smile. However, I had already decided. for my family. For their survival.----------
Beneath The Billionaire's Veil The Engagement
The morning came too quickly!. My heart felt heavy as I prepared for the day.Every time my mother insisted that I chose something that would show off my "true grace," I wore a lovely lavender dress that was both simple yet elegant.I looked in the mirror in an attempt to gain confidence, but all I saw was a stranger.Alexander's team arrived promptly at 9 a.m. They were frighteningly efficient.They took me to a stylist, set up the engagement venue, and went over a checklist that sounded more like a corporate merger than the beginning of a marriage.By noon, I was worn out. And the engagement hadn't even started.----------------------------------Prescott's mansion gleamed like a palace.In the center of the vast grounds, which were peppered with white roses, was a beautiful gazebo, draped in soft linens.Their elegant appearance only added to my uneasiness as the visitors mixed and drank champagne.Near the door, I noticed Alexander discussing with a few men wearing form-fitting su
Beneath The Billionaire's Veil A Hollow Promise
Alexander had confirmed the arrangements and signed the engagement papers.Now I was formally engaged to a man I hardly knew, not the man I loved.My entire life came crashing down as the reality set in. Alexander's text said, "Get ready." By, the engagement will take place. You will have to portray yourself as the future Mrs. Prescott, my team will take care of the details.A surge of disgust rose in my chest as I tossed my phone onto the bed. My goodness!What's this? Still sitting in the corner of my room, Marco's artwork served as a silent reminder of the way I backstabbed him.The guilt was too great to let go of, even though I wanted to turn away and avoid the memories it brought back.My home was unusually silent, as if it was also lamenting the past few days.In the kitchen, I could hear my mom singing a soothing song that only made my already jangled nerves ache. I was unable to face her. Not after her relief and pride at my decision.I went back to my room and locked the do
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