Chapter two: Call off the wedding

Isabella’s POV….

“Stop screaming, what the hell” the stranger said standing up, exposing me to chiseled abs and perfect muscles as he tried to dress up.

“What the hell happened, and why am I here, did you take advantage of me you bastard!!”

“Hey hey, calm down you're in my hotel room we left the club together”

I threw a pillow at him and screamed

“You kidnapped me and raped me you sick fuck” I yelled back at him as he got dressed

“I didn't rape you, you followed me home willingly and we had sex”

If my eyes could come out of their sockets, they would right now

“Shit!!“ I said tears filing my eyes, I don't remember anything, I searched for my phone

He blinked slowly, as if calculating the exact words he needed. “You… drank too much. That’s all.”

I stared at him, disbelief twisting into rage. “Drank too much? That’s your excuse?!” My voice rose, panic and fury mixing into a dangerous cocktail. “Do you have any idea what you just did to me?!”

“I didn’t do anything,” he said evenly, calm in a way that made my blood boil hotter. “You came here. You drank. You passed out.

I stared at him. My stomach churned. “You expect me to believe that?! You expect me to just… accept that I had sex with a stranger, the night to my wedding day?” My voice cracked. Tears of frustration pricked the corners of my eyes. I stood abruptly, pacing the room, trying to process. “You! You could’ve—”

“Stop.” His voice was firm, commanding, almost frightening in its intensity.

I could feel my chest heaving, tears streaking down my face, my hair a wild mess around me. My mind was spinning, memories of the bridal shower, the club, Sebastian’s smile, the drinks—all colliding with this shocking reality. I was a bride-to-be, and now my life felt like a nightmare.

And then the door was flung open.

My head snapped toward it, and my heart sank.

Sebastian walked in with Aurora and Valentina

“My God bella we've been looking for you” Valentina said rushing to my side

Sebastian stared at me in horror.

I was naked

In a man's bed

on our wedding day

And the man was standing shirtless beside me.

His eyes were dark with disappointment, jaw tight, hands clenched at his sides.

“I…” I began, panicked, words tumbling out. “Sebastian! Please! I let me explain—”

“What the fuck Isabella, you go missing on our wedding night and I find you cheating on me?“ Sebastian said

“I can explain, listen to me please”

Valentina helped me get dressed while Aurora tried to calm Sebastian down

“Sebastian hear her out I'm sure there's a valid reason” Aurora said

“Sebastian please, I don't know how I ended up here”

But he didn’t wait. He didn’t even look at me His voice, cold and controlled, cut through the room like ice.

“I can’t do this.”

“What? Sebastian—please!” I begged, tears spilling freely now. “I didn’t—please! You have to believe me!”

"you go missing, the night to the wedding, I searched everywhere for you, I left you a thousand messages, your parents called, didn't you see them?"

fuck where the hell is my phone

“I'm calling the wedding off” he said fuming with rage

But it was too late. He turned and walked out, the echo of his steps heavy in the silence he left behind. I ran after him in my robe,calling his name,

“Sebastian please believe me why won't you believe me” I begged, grabbing his arm

He pulled out of my grip making me stumble to the ground.

My chest ached in ways I couldn’t even name, a mix of heartbreak, humiliation, and fear. I sank to the floor, curling into myself, my curls spilling over my face as sobs shook my body.

I couldn’t believe it. My wedding… called off. In a matter of moments, everything I had planned, dreamed, and anticipated had shattered. All because of a night I couldn’t even remember clearly.

I pressed my face into my hands, tears soaking my fingers, body trembling from a mix of anger, sorrow, and shame. My mind replayed the night at the club over and over. The helplessness, the fury, the complete loss of control—it all collided in a storm I couldn’t escape.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted someone—anyone—to tell me it wasn’t real, that this was some twisted nightmare I’d wake up from. But I knew it wasn’t. It was all too real.

I heard footsteps behind me

It was Vivienne

“Belle get up” she said helping me up, I cried into her shoulders, I could hear footsteps behind us as well

“What the fuck happened last night” Aurora snapped

“I left the club with Belle after you and Vivienne left, but she was with that man and she said they'll go home together, I tried to convince her she said it was fine” Valentina explained

“I don't remember that, that didn't happen” I cried

“How could you let this happen Valentina, you knew belle was drunk” Vivienne said

“I was also drunk, I didn't know what was happening” Valentina defended

I cried harder as my friends comforted me

“But did you two have sex?“ Aurora asked me

“He said we did, and I feel pretty sore so yeah I guess” I said tears streaming down my face

“Look don't cry, we'll fix this, get dressed we'll speak to Sebastian” Valentina said

“Too late for that” Aurora said showing me her phone

ISABELLA MONROE, HEIRESS TO THE MONROE FORTUNE FOUND NAKED WITH A MAN ON HER WEDDING DAY

“Fuck” Vivienne muttered

“Why the hell did he post it online, I'm going to punch Sebastian in his fucking face” Valentina said

I cried so much already I was having a headache

'lets get you dressed up and then we'll think about this thoroughly” Vivienne said

I followed them back to the hotel room, the man was gone but he left me his call card.

His call card

The audacity.

I snatched my clothes from the ground and put it on while my phone started ringing, it was under the bed.

I picked it up

“Hello”

“Come to the house right this instant”

My blood chilled

“Who was that?“ Valentina said

“My Dad” I said tearing welling up in my eyes

“Can this day get any worse” Aurora groaned

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