Authoress Ti Fe

On her wedding day, Isla faced a series of disasters no bride could ever imagine. Her fiancé, Jeremy, dropped a bombshell in front of the entire congregation, revealing an explicit video of her and another man—a video she had no knowledge of or clue how it came to be. To make matters worse, Jeremy took things further by proposing to her sister right then and there.
Devastated beyond belief, Isla ran out of the chapel—and his life—without looking back. She swore never to let herself be humiliated like that again and decided that love was no longer worth the risk. With her heart in pieces, she headed to the nearest bar to drown her sorrows in alcohol, where, in a haze of pain and anger, she met a handsome stranger. What was meant to be a fleeting escape turned into a one-night stand.
She disappeared without a trace, determined to sever all ties with Jeremy. That included quitting her job at his father’s company—she didn’t want anything to do with him or his family anymore. As she searched for a new beginning, fate led her into the path of Jaxon Waverly.
Jaxon Waverly—a billionaire CEO by day and a fearless Mafia leader by night. Isla becomes his secretary, unknown to her and Jaxon himself that she is Jaxon’s long-lost love and unforgettable one-night-stand. Determined to win her over, Jaxon will stop at nothing to make her his wife.


The Billionaire's Long-Lost Love

The hall designated for the wedding ceremony was already packed with guests, all seated and eagerly awaiting the event to begin.


Outside, Mrs. Bennett stood anxiously, her gaze darting toward the entrance as she waited for Ivy and Jeremy to arrive. But time dragged on, and they were nowhere in sight. ‘What on earth is going on?’ she wondered, reaching for her phone to call Jeremy and find out why he hadn’t arrived yet.


She dialed his number, tapping her foot impatiently as the call rang. But it just kept ringing…and ringing…until it finally disconnected.


Just then, the priest leading the ceremony stepped out of the hall and spotted her.


“Mrs. Bennett, what’s going on? We’re running late,” Father Abraham said, glancing at his wristwatch.


Offering a nervous smile, she dipped her head slightly. “I’m sorry, Father. The groom’s car broke down on the way, but the bride should be here any moment now.”


Chapter 48: The Hall