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~Isabella POV~ As I wrapped up my day at the office, I couldn’t help feeling utterly defeated. I finally met my husband to be, and he was the disaster I had predicted. He was conceited, short-tempered, dangerous, and had no respect for me whatsoever. It didn’t help that he was a walking orgasm, which made him all the more dangerous. “Uuugh!”, I screamed as I threw my files off my desk. Carmen entered my office and sat down on the chair across from my desk. She stared at me for a while deciding what to say. “Let’s go out! Girl, you’re getting married tomorrow and I know you don’t want to do anything tonight, but if you don’t, you will just cry yourself to sleep,” she said sympathetically. I nodded in agreement and could feel tears attempting to make their way out before I blinked the