~ Evie ~
It’s my wedding day.
To Marcus.
Fuck.
This is a terrible idea for me, but 10 million dollars isn’t pocket change.
It’ll save my whole family.
Marcus is a billionaire.
Part of me would’ve loved to stay his wife forever.
But let’s be real - you’d never tell me to rot with a useless man just because the ring is expensive.
You wouldn’t.
Neither would I.
I'm lying here in this fancy guest room at the Poole mansion - yeah, they insisted I stay over last night for "tradition" - and my body's already buzzing from knowing Jack's somewhere in this house too. He came with Dad and Claire for the pre-wedding dinner, and we snuck a quick make-out in the hallway after everyone went to bed. His hands on my ass, his tongue in my mouth, promising more.
I check my phone. 5:17 a.m. The w
