I knew my days at the Milano Mansion were counted when I moved in…

I'd be walking down the aisle just like my mother did in no time.
Knowing in my heart my arranged marriage would be as much of a failure as her first marriage was.

I had hoped I could use my time here to tame my wild spirit.
To live a little before I became a slave bride.

But I couldn't be more wrong when I thought the worst was yet to come.

Being the bratty and spoiled new little sister didn't help my cause.
Neither did my midnight escapades to swim at the lake.
Or the fact the I played not with one, but with the only two men I wasn't allowed to touch.
It turns out I'm more of a cheater than I ever was bratty or spoiled.

And the little secret I'm carrying?
It could destroy my whole future.

I can only hope my wedding dress isn't so tight.