Kira sat beneath the ornate bridal bed. The room was adorned with flowers, silk ribbons, and scented candles.
Her hands trembled with anxiety. The gold jewelry decorating her neck and wrists glinted beautifully in the dim light. Her chest tightened with each passing second, filled with both anticipation and dread. She heard the slow, deliberate approach of footsteps.
The bed dipped under the weight of another, and her breath hitched. Then, without warning, the red veil shielding her face was lifted, revealing her flushed cheeks and wide eyes.
A soft smile played on Yu Chen's handsome face. He held her jaw gently, admiring her beauty. "My beautiful bride. You're mine now."
