Adrian's P. O. V

A few minutes later

The back exit of Vailour's Couture smelled like musk and old dye.

Zain stepped out first, carefully observing the environment while I stood behind him, already dressed in a simple outfit with a cap covering my face.

I left the guard at the front. So Jasmine would believe I was still in the fitting room, but in reality, we were escaping through the back door.

Unfortunately, all this wouldn't be happening if my mother hadn't proposed marriage to the McDonald's family... If she hadn't managed to convince my father and the Lunar Council to agree to this unfortunate arrangement.

Today, I was...