Savoring The Poison At Our Wedding

Summary

It took twelve years to get Gavin to say "I do."

Twelve years of playing the devoted shadow to a man who ruled the city’s underworld with an iron fist. But on the morning of our engagement gala, a single phone call from his "childhood friend" was all it took. Gavin abandoned me and a ballroom full of elite guests to chase her into the rainy night.

Twelve years of sacrifice, all rendered worthless by a girl’s whimpering voice on the line: "If you don't care about me, I'll just disappear."

Inside my head, the System let out a cold, metallic sigh. [Host, would you like to switch your target?]