Intro. This is Bella, a very beautiful and perfect girl with porcelain skin as white as pure snow, full pink lips, attractive curves, hair as black as night, a full and alluring chest, large green eyes, and eyelashes like shadows. She was the daughter of a very rich man. Today was supposed to be her forced marriage; her father forced her to marry someone she didn't want and didn't love. When she wore the wedding dress, she looked like a fairytale princess; anyone who saw her would desire her. As the hour of her appearance at the altar drew near, Bella fled the palace, but her father wouldn't let her go. He sent guards after her. As she ran, she reached the forest, where the guards caught her. But then, out of nowhere, a figure appeared: Enzo, tall and broad-shouldered, with an imposing physique and a sharp, handsome face. Yet, the cruelty in his features foreshadowed doom. Behind him stood his men, Enzo's guards. When he saw Bella curled up on the ground, he didn't see her face yet, but he u