Our Perfect Debut

“Don’t forget…” Bradon turned to remind me again of the rule that he had set just when our limousine came to a stop right in front of the event venue.

“I know. I know already. Stop reminding me over and over again,” I replied without hiding my irritation.

I should have known that Bradon would be a controlling husband, but I didn’t think that it would be to this extent. The crowd outside attracted my attention and I began worrying about my looks. I reached up my hand to pat my hair as I got ready to get out of the car. The party wasn’t just important because it was our first debut at an event together as a married couple. With the election coming up, each and every appearance counted, and I knew that this would be the perfect opportunity for me to reconnect with the societal circle in which I was born and grew up in. Although the party was mask as a charity event hosted by one of the oldest aristocratic families in the country, it was nothing more than another venue for my father and t