poured through the floor-to-ceiling

front of her. Because Deacon was comatose, the wedding was stripped down to a small, highly

Weaver, Ciel's newly hired personal assist

sitant. "The main estate just sent over the prop

paper. Her gaze instantly locked onto the very first nam

her. A wave of physical di

since General Deacon cannot be there, having the eldest grandson lead

g her ex-fiancé escort her to her new husband was a deliberate, public humiliation. It was

essed the gold nib against the paper and dragged a thic

g the clipboard back to Holly. "Tell him Harry Chavez is absolutely banne

am Eleonora's direct arrangement so bluntly... it

ap. "I am about to be Deacon's wife. I have the absolute

ent blared violently. It was followed immediately by t

ied to the entryway an

His face was a mask of dark, thunderous fury. He marched straight in

py of the rejected itinerary his assistant had just emailed him. H

n erases the fact that you belonged to me?"

er. She calmly reached for her porcelain

makes me lose my appetite on the most impor

ce. "You are rushing to marry a vegetable," he mocked, his eyes wide and manic. "You don't even ha

omic chair, physically distancing herself from his toxic ener

one of a hostess speaking to a misbehaving child. "But if you even think about steppi

ke a sledgehammer. The blood rushed to his f

ign of a bluff, any sign of the desperate love she used to have for

teful bitch," he hissed through his teeth. "Let's see who i

the exit, his heavy leather shoes

lammed it shut behind him with a deafening cr

est in shock. She stared at th

lanc pen again. She looked down at the list of

anded on a name. Julian Chavez. A cousin. Perfect. She circ