The Billionaire’s Trapped Wife

fanthom the lady that was staring back at her. It couldn’t possibly be her, she couldn’t possibly be this desperate. As much as she tried

ossible. But it was too late, she was already wearing the wedding gown draped over her form, its intricate lace and

r reflection still staring back at her with sapphire eyes t

oment of truth. As she heard a soft knock on the door, she quickly sat

der, she spoke. “Are you sure you want to do this, Freya? I know Mr Sinclair is paying you to get married to him but

married to him? That explained why he was marrying a woman from a lower cla

rnate doors of the grand ballroom, her heart raced like a wild stallion. She adjusted the veil that concealed her face, her fingers tremblin

not how she’d imagined her involvement in this wedding. It was supposed to be a s

elegant aisle adorned with petals of white and gold. As the music swelled

nto her, their curiosity and intrigue evident. They all wanted to know who Blai

clearly because of her veil. He reached out to take her gloved hand in his. The touch sent a jol

azmin struggled to steady her racing thoughts. As the vows wer

nse. Yazmin’s voice wavered slightly as she recited her vows, her voice choking at every syllable. T

ings. It felt like the room held its collective breath, th

ciant’s voice, instead of cutting thro

up. Her breath was persistent as she struggled not to panic. Her palms were sweaty and she popped her knuckles. She took in th

t for a moment, nothing happened. She slowly flut

of y’all” she heard his masculine voic

ng. The wedding finally came to an end and she could feel her gr

zmin could feel her heart freezing with fear. What was happening? Wh

r just moments ago, transformed into a canvas of gray, and the rain pelted down like tears from the heavens. The

om and he roughly dropped her hand, as she

She could feel tension reverberating through the room as they both remaine

She heard him say, his v

or and her eyebrows shot to the ceiling. How did he figur

h other. Yazmin felt her heart skip a beat. She had heard a lot about Blaine Sincla

e could, she wondered how she would be able to get her eyes off him. He was really charming

d good. His suit fit perfectly, showing off his strong shoulders. She

m so sorry, Mr Sinclair. I had my reasons for doing th

ade Yazmin more tensed. Her palms were sweaty as she listened c

, hoping for a more productive response this time, “I u

ocket in her inner robe and pulled it out. With a sinking feeling, she read the message that had just popped up

er thoughts as panic set in. She felt a lump form

g around her seemed to blur as the world momentarily stopped spinning. She quick

approached closer to the exit, a swan of reporters gathered

as he been keeping your identity hidden so far?” “How did you guys meet?

e was still in her wedding dress and her identity had just been found.