Never in her life, had Noelle thought she'd be stepping foot in the headquarters of one of the biggest and richest corporations in the entirety of Italy, but here she was, following behind a beautiful receptionist and being led down the halls.
"Here you are."
The receptionist stopped in front of a large, imposing door and gestured for her to enter.
"He's waiting for you."
Noelle couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness as she stepped forward and reached out to the door knob.
Her heart was racing and her palms were sweaty, a clear indication that she was anxious, but even with all the fear, she knew this was something she had to do.
This was her only option.
She had to marry Wallace Castellano.
And if the way the door was pushed open and the man sitting behind the desk looked
