Analyn POV
When I looked into those cold blue eyes, I was afraid. He looked like the kind of person who didn't have a kind bone in the body. He probably ate his preys alive. "I'm sorry for crashing my car into your jeep. My father will pay for all that," I quickly said.
He grabbed my arm. "I am not interested in money. At least, not anymore," he said.
"Then what do you want?" I asked.
"My name is Baron. You are Analyn, aren't you?" he said.
"How do you know that?" I asked.
"And you are to be married to Ambrose Vikander in two days' time," he ignored my question and said.
Does everyone in this town know about my wedding now? I am such a celebrity.
"Yes, so what?" I asked.
"So, I had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to take revenge on him," Baron hissed.
That's right. Ambro
