The bride that never was
When her meticulously crafted marriage to Elijah Rossi shatters on her wedding night with a brutal revelation: "There is no us, Imogen. There never was." Imogen is abandoned by her husband and further faces an even crueler twist when her husband refuses a divorce. With the arrival of Isaac Rossi, Elijah's revenge-driven half brother, Imogen strikes a clandestine deal with her brother-in-law to navigate a dangerous game of deceit, seeking to outmaneuver her indifferent husband. As loyalties are tested, Imogen must decide which brother is right for her. The one she was made for or the one she burns for.
You can't fix broken
IMOGEN'S POV
A gentle shake roused me from my slumber. "Mistress Imogen?" Maggie's voice filtered through my drowsy haze. "Dinner's ready."
"What?"
"I said Dinner's ready." Maggie repeated, "Would you prefer I bring it up if you'd rather not dine with Master Elijah?"
My eyes fluttered open, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Rich mahogany furniture, emerald walls, and the faint scent of Elijah's cologne. It wasn't a dream. I was really in his room - our room now.
"I'll be down shortly," I mumbled, pushing myself up. When had I fallen asleep?
Maggie nodded and quietly slipped out. I stumbled to the en-suite bathroom, my bare feet sinking into the plush carpet.