The Billionaire's Second Chance Bride

The grand ballroom sparkled beneath crystal chandeliers. White roses lined every corner, and soft violin music filled the air. Tomorrow was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. I, Sophia Hart, was finally going to marry the man I had loved for five years, Ethan Brooks. As I walked through the hotel corridor searching for Ethan, a smile rested on my lips. I wanted to surprise him with a handwritten letter before our wedding. Instead, fate had another surprise waiting for me. As I approached the bridal suite, I heard laughter.A woman's laughter.My stomach tightened. The door wasn't fully closed. pushed it open slightly. My heart stopped. Ethan was kissing my best friend, Vanessa Reed. The same Vanessa who had helped me choose my wedding dress. The same Vanessa who had called herself my sister. I stood frozen as their voices drifted through the room. "After tomorrow, everything she owns will belong to us," Vanessa laughed. Ethan smirked. "Poor Sophia. She's too naive to notice anything." My letter slipped from my trembling fingers. The sound made them turn. Their faces drained of color. "Sophia!" Ethan called. Tears blurred my vision. Five years of love.Ten years of friendship. Gone in a single moment. I turned and ran.Outside, rain poured from the sky as if heaven itself mourned with me. Blinded by tears, I rushed across the street.A bright light flashed. A black luxury car screeched to a halt inches from me. The rear door opened. A tall man stepped out. Dark eyes. Sharp features,an expensive suit.Power radiated from him. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?" he asked. I looked up at the stranger. And then I collapsed into his arms.