Revenge of the Billionaires Betrayed Bride

The phone rang, shattering the silence of my bridal suite, just three days before my perfect wedding.

It was the police, delivering news that cleaved my world in two: my parents, David and Eleanor Miller, gone in a car accident.

My fiancé, Mark, couldn't have been quicker to cut ties, citing "bad luck" and the "business image."

I was shattered, left alone with the wreckage of my life, the ghost of my wedding dress, and a grief so profound it stole my breath.

Then Liam Reed, my childhood friend, appeared like an angel, holding me, comforting me, promising to never leave.

He was my rock, my savior, and when he proposed, I said yes, desperate for an anchor in my storm.