The billionaire’s Accidental bride

A sharp throbbing in her head was the first thing Lena Hart noticed as she stirred awake. The second thing? She wasn’t in her own bed. Her heart pounded as she forced her eyes open, only to be met with the sight of a luxurious, unfamiliar bedroom. The sheets beneath her were softer than anything she had ever slept on, and the faint scent of expensive cologne lingered in the air. What happened last night? She sat up, groaning as her head spun. The memories were hazy, like a half-remembered dream. There had been a party—a grand, glittering affair at one of New York’s most exclusive hotels. Champagne. Laughter. A dare. Then… A deep, masculine groan sounded from beside her. Lena froze. Slowly, she turned her head, her breath catching as she took in the man lying next to her. Dark hair, chiseled jaw, and a body sculpted like a Greek god. Even in sleep, he radiated power. And then she saw it—the gleam of a gold band on his left hand. Her eyes darted to her own hand. A matching ring. Panic seized her chest. No. No, no, no. This had to be a mistake. A prank. A joke. But as the man stirred awake, his piercing blue eyes locking onto hers with a mix of confusion and amusement, reality crashed down on her. Lena Hart, the small-town girl with big dreams, had just woken up married to Adrian Blackwood—New York’s most notorious billionaire.