d even entertained a few dangerous thoughts. But while her imagination was boundless, her c

for her wedding dress,

ning-fast. He moved almost a

the bed. In the chaos, her veil was

d down her back, the sudden reveal lend

uise without a single slip. Everyone believed her hair was as dry and brittle as straw

the sight of her waist-length hair and the two streaks o

ore such heavy makeup. Some even swore they had seen her without it,

y two tracks of powder to reveal the skin underneath. It wasn't

ure was exquisite. Her eyes were bright, sp

ly mask of makeup, she

ide, who somehow registered with him, was a

Rosalie was hit with a wave of regret

inciple-someone who wouldn't dare go too far. Now, she realized she had completely m

next, an aggressive scoundrel. He was a hundred

er true self. But now, she couldn't let him see her real face. To survive be

he meaning

d I'm not good

mplexion, you have an excellent figur

shock, he reached over and flicked a switc

eaky ba

ntricate wedding gown restricted her, and the man was unnaturally fast. In seconds, h

mpted to rip the dress off and fight him pro

r mind, Damian?" sh

gly makeup and feel anything. Some

eh

is warm breath ghosting over her skin. Hi

t did y

arriage. He has people listening at the door. If you don't play along, Rosalie, we'

mele

lie shot back, "Then you ca

le on Damian's lips only grew more dangerous. In the d

A

ensation a startling mix of pain and tickli

f shuffling feet outsi

, leaning close to her ear. "You're quite go

t him again. This time, he didn't pr

d the ligh

he room, and Rosalie squint

rk hair and white gown tangled around her. She was a picture of ruine

et up? Lying there like that... makes me

led to her feet and, dragging the heavy train

tripped off the gown, and pulled on a black tracksuit and a tank top. Much more

out of the closet, she froz