Shadows of an Arranged Heart

light across a sea of impeccably dressed guests. Olivia felt suffocated in her silver gown, a symbol of the life she w

rmured in her ear.

l the weight of a hundred gazes, judging, whispering. Whispers about her, the n

ened slightly. "You

ire, his tailored suit fitting him like a second skin, his expression unreadable. Yet, benea

al a stage play. Olivia played her part, nodding, smiling, and enduring the veiled insults from

ere a fire crackled in the ornate hearth. Two

said, handing her a glass. Hi

s this how it's going to be? Parties, prete

. "You make it s

n't

hers. "You're underestimating yourself, Olivia. Toni

used to let it sway her. "I didn't agree to this

he challenged, his voice dropp

g in her eyes. "To save my family. To

part of the deal. But make no mistake, Olivia. Yo

d. "Your rules a

"You'll lear

or. Damien straightened, his expression darkening as he st

t?" Damien

ating. "It's about your brother-

anor cracking for a split second. Olivia's brow

t before he closed the door, he turned back to Olivia, his eyes col

her mind. Her stomach twisted. There was more to Damien's world than she'd been told,

en a mystery, but now it was clear that his secrets ran far deeper than she'd anticipated. What

s. It hadn't been there earlier. Damien must have left it in his rush. Curiosity warred with caution as

about the man she had married. Trembling fingers flipped it open, and her eyes widened at the cont

ach drop: Steele Investments... susp

door swung open. Damien stood in the doorway, his icy

sly calm. "I thought I