Behind the Glamour Capturing Loves Authentic Frame

In Critport, the skies unleashed a torrential downpour.

Ellie Gordon was hurriedly escorted into the main building of Moon Manor by car.

Once admired in Critport as a top socialite, she now found herself a pawn in the Gordon family's scheme, substituting their daughter in an arranged marriage.

Her husband, Kaiden Thorpe, was the family's fourth child. Known for his early brilliance and talent, his detachment had led to his alienation from his family. A car accident had left him with disabled legs.

As night enveloped the manor, Ellie awaited her elusive husband.

Kaiden's absence hinted at his reluctance to meet her, perhaps a refusal to acknowledge her.

His absence, however, was a relief for Ellie, sparing her the dilemma of confronting him.

Exhausted from her ordeals with the Gordons, she shed her wedding dress and climbed into bed, seeking rest.

Time blurred as she drifted in and out of sleep.

Suddenly, the door clicked open, breaking the silence.

A tall figure entered.

Half-asleep, Ellie stirred at the sound.

Before she could gather her thoughts, the figure joined her in bed, gradually drawing closer.

The sudden warmth had awoken her fully.

The stranger swiftly turned, pinning her down.

His grip tightened around her neck.

"Who are you?" he demanded in a low, cold voice, like a beast defending its territory.

Moonlight revealed his face, his eyes colder than his voice.

Ellie, without a word, lashed out with a swift kick aimed at the man's vulnerable spot.

"Fuck!" he cursed, deftly dodging her attack.

Seizing the moment, Ellie broke free and leapt from the bed.

The room became a flurry of motion as they exchanged a series of moves.

Trained in martial arts, Ellie was usually unmatched, but she quickly realized the man's superior skill.

"I am Kaiden Thorpe's wife. If you don't leave, I'll call the guards to throw you out..."

Her threat was cut short as the man seized her throat, pushing her against the wall.

Suddenly, the lights snapped on, illuminating the room.

In the bright light, the man's features were striking—deep-set eyes, a prominent nose, and a stern jawline. He looked at Ellie with a mix of surprise and sarcasm.

"Who are you planning to throw out?"

His gaze shifted from the wedding dress in the corner back to Ellie.

Dressed in modest casual wear instead of a nightdress, Ellie was clearly on her guard.

A flicker of contempt crossed Kaiden's eyes.

Struggling for breath, Ellie managed to gasp, "You're... Kaiden?"

She had never seen Kaiden, who seldom appeared in public, but it made sense that the only man who could enter his private bedroom would be him.

Yet, his legs were perfectly fine, unlike what they said in the rumors.

Kaiden's eyebrows raised slightly, acknowledging her deduction, and he released her.

"Ahem..." Coughing violently, Ellie collapsed to the floor, vowing never to feel that suffocating terror again.

Indeed, Kaiden was as unpredictable and ruthless as rumored!