Falling Petals Novels & Stories

His gaze softened, just for a second, before he stood up. “Be ready by seven.” And just like that, he was gone. ⸻ Hours later, Isla stood in front of her mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back at her. Her gown was midnight blue, hugging her curves, making her look every inch like the billionaire’s wife the world expected her to be. Diamond earrings glittered against her skin, but it wasn’t the jewels that made her heart race—it was the knowledge that tonight, she’d be standing beside a man who confused her more with each passing day.