Trapped With The Billionaire

reds of people filled the lavishly decorated hall, their laughter and conversation mingling with the soft hum of orchestral music. Crystal chandeliers hung high above, casting a golden glow o

s she hated to admit it, there was something about him that made her pulse quicken. Before she could respond, he offered his arm. "Shall we?" Angel hesitated for only a second before slipping her hand through his arm. The warmth of his skin against hers sent an unwanted jolt of awareness through her, but she pushed it aside. This was just a role. Nothing more. Together, they descended the staircase, their movements perfectly in sync. The moment they reached the floor, all eyes turned toward them. The whispers started immediately. "So that's the new Mrs. Blackwood?" "She's beautiful, but do you think she's really his type?" "I heard it was a rushed wedding. Suspicious, isn't it?" Angel forced herself to smile, keeping her posture poised as Aaron led her through the crowd. He greeted guests with a cool nod, his grip on her hand firm, possessive. She felt like a trophy. A well-polished accessory meant to complement his image. "Aaron, you didn't tell us your wife was this stunning," a voice called out. Angel turned her head, coming face t