Her eyes kept glancing at his handsome face. If she had to be honest, she would admit he was not hard to look at. But it did not mean she was attracted to the man she was about to marry.
Physical appearance was not her criteria for liking a man. She had learned never to trust good looks in judging a man's character. It could sometimes be misleading. Lies and deceptions usually hid behind a charming smile. She would know based on her terrible experience.
"I hope you like what you see, my future Mrs. Leana Fox." The man holding her close whispered near her ears as he leaned down while they danced in their pre-wedding celebration.
But she never failed to feel how his breath tickled the skin near her ears and detect his seductive tone. She also noticed how he addressed her name, omitting her title.
