The Billionaire’s Trapped Wife

lowing white tents. Crystal chandeliers hung from the trees, casting a mesmerizing dance of light across the lush surrounding

cipation. Her long, raven-black hair cascaded down her back. She had a pair of piercing sapphire eyes, as d

more happy then the bride herself. Why shouldn’t she be? Thi

erful and influencial which had made her sometimes wonder why thei

ed her best to impress Freya the first time they had met for a wedding dress fitting but the bride never really showed much of a r

and Freya had told her she was just conflicted. Yazmin had told her to follow her heart, because it didn’t matt

father's tragic accident had shattered her world. He had died from a car accident six years

ad picked up shifts at different places for years until she finally got drawn into the world of wedding planning by a fri

direction and she was surprised to see Molly, her best friend who she had begged

oice rang out in excitement

e was enough to light up a room and that smile had led her to be voted ’Most likely to mar

her bag. She smiled as she handed it over to her, “I came

d expected it to be broken because it had been missi

Thanks, Molly. Where did mum find it

n, I think,” Molly replied,

iple stuffs’?” She asked a

ister Janelle had always called it ‘the bag of multiple stuffs’ because the bag seemed to always have everyt

When they moved in five years ago, it actually looked pretty norma

t go of things. That would mean it started two years ago. Since then the problem had only gotten worse. T

lled floor to ceiling with stuffs. Stacks of plastic bins, filled with old papers and receipts and clothes they no longer used and toys and tangled jewe

hey wanted to take with them into moving boxes. And if they had to pack stuffs into moving boxes, that meant

that was left was for the wedding to come to a

I have a very important appointment, I gotta go now” sh

into the crowd. She glanced at her wristwatch

was getting married into the Sinclair family, the most influential family in the whole of North Carolina. Even S

nd heartless, she had dismissed it as a mere rumor from their rivals. Rumors also had it that he

wly knocked, once, twice, but there was no response. Slowly, she tilte

. She was nowhere in sight. She felt her heart slowly start to race bu

tention – a plain white paper, lying there as if waiting to be seen. Yazmin

eet, Yazmin felt a lump come to her throat. She held h

I thought I could be able to get more money off Blaine if I married him. But your advice for me to

er day echoed in her mind, a well-intentioned nugget of wi

e a lightning bolt, in that moment, the world around her seemed to blur as a singular thought

legacy – a shattered dream, a reputation tarnished. With a resolve as unyielding as her father

enges beyond anything she could have imagined, setting in motion a series of events th