[Princess, whatever you want, we deliver. But bikes for real? This some new aesthetic or?]]]

[Bro why you asking so many questions? Sloane said bikes, we’re biking.]]]

[Bet, heading out now. Won’t bete.]]

Only my childhood best friend Dn slides into my DMs:]

[Who are you marrying? Ethan Matthews? That scrub?]]]

Boy’s clearly been stalking my socials these past two years.[]

text back: [Bike over here and propose, I’ll ditch this loser for you.]]]

I toss my phone and start tearing this ridiculous wedding dress train

off.

Ethan “picked” this dress–yeah right, Aria did.[]

When it showed up, I was like, “Um, but this isn’t the short one I wanted.“]]

Ethan goes:

“Aria handpicked this just for you. She knows what works.[]

Trust the professional–she’s literally a fashion designer. You’ve never worn couture before so you wouldn’t get it. Just listen to

Aria.”

Aria’s all fake–sweet:[]

“Sloane honey, you don’t really know our crowd’s vibe yet. It’s totally different from your scene. You’ll learn. This one’s so you.“[

So me? Bitch deliberately picked the most unttering thing possible.[]

And conveniently delivered it yesterday so I couldn’t return it.[]

She just wanted me looking busted.]

I met Ethan at Sterling Corp when he thought I was some random employee.[]

It was bring your family day, so no suits required. I’d biked over to grab snacks for my coworkers‘ kids.[]

My Citi Bike scraped bhis /bcar at the entrance. Dude was immediately whipped, chasing me hard, iming he didn’t care if I was brake–he just wanted bme/b.

Thing is, bI /bbwas /bin the middle of thus bet with Dad. He thought I was too spoiled, so I had to go undercover at Sterling Corp for two years, starting from the absolute bottom.

If i could survive without rage quutung or getting fred, I’d inder thepany |

But I had to do itpletely solo–no calling rich friends for favors, no family connections.

Just me, my pathetic sry, a shoebox apartment, and my trusty Citi Bike, grinding it out with the normies.]

But honestly? bI /bkilled it.]

Rotated through departments, learned the whole business, got my bosses obsessed with me, scored two promotions.[]

Ethan was actually sweet back then. Even thinking I was some nobody, he was all in. bI /bfell for it. []

After a year, he proposedb. /bI said yes.[]

Today was supposed to be my big reveal. The end of Dad’s test.

Time to drop the bomb that I’m Sterling Corp royalty.[]

I was gonna tell Ethan I’m the heiress to thepany he’s been desperately trying to partner with. []

Plot twist–he already had the hookup.[]

Thank god I kept my mouth shut.]

This trash?

Sterling Corp wouldn’t touch him with a ten–foot pole:

Biking in a wedding dress is giving everyone whish.[]

???? ????????????

This car speeds up behind me and deliberately hits a huge puddle, soaking me head to toe. I wipe outpletely.[]

I’in getting up when I hear this obnoxious cackling.

Look up and it’s Ethan’s whole wedding convoy. Thest car’s got one of Aria’s minions driving–they totally did that on purpose.

When I roll up to the hotel looking absolutely wrecked, Ethan’s Range Rover is just pulling up with his whole crew.

I lock my bike and this loud robot voice goes:[]

“BIKE SUCCESSFULLY LOCKED.“[]

Everyone whips around and loses it: “Oh my god, she actually biked here! Hahahahaha!“[]