Flash marriage with the billionaire enemy
"You are twenty-five, Enid. Barely an adult. You've always been impulsive, but this is beyond foolish. This is dangerous."
“What’s dangerous about my marriage?” I ask, though part of me wishes I hadn’t.
"Oh, please." She waves a manicured hand. "No one marries the CEO of Dorne Enterprises in a day unless they're manipulated. Or desperate. Or… compromised."
I feel that like a slap.
“I wasn’t coerced,” I say, heart pounding. “And nothing happened to me.”
“You say that, but how can we believe you when you refuse to come home? When you barely answer calls? When you marry a man who is not only a stranger, but an enemy to this family?”