in the air, delibe
ng within her. Fury, humiliation, and then, s
he had spent molding herself into the perfect fiancée, quiet and agreeable, o
protect? What dignity
tter despair, surged through her. If her wo
or the first time, the fear in her green eyes was
ft exhale, but it landed with the f
allenge, lowered slightly. He hadn't expected this. H
ipped, revealing the curve of her shoulder. She slid off the bed
f him, so close she could feel
ers in his hair, and pulled his
of rebellion against Garrison, against her family, against the world that had
d second, Damian rem
ighed nothing. What had begun as her rebellion became something else entirely-a shared unraveling
curtains blocked out the morning light, plu
lence-a language of touch and breath and surrender that left no trace bu
body hummed with a strange, lingering exhaustion, a weight she couldn't quite n
is back to her, one elbow on his knee, a cigarette burning forgot
tretched, dense and heavy, filled wi
o one of New York's most exclusive private clinics
r face, framed by blonde hair, was artfully pale, with a faint, feverish blush on her
vate, symbolic wedding, just fo
pictures she'd have her nurse take would be real enough. Real enough t
and weak as she rested her head on his shoulder.
his mind was elsewhere. He felt a prickle of unease. He hadn't heard from Asha. Not a word. He told himself s
g ceremony, he walked Elise
with unshed tears. She reached up, her fingers
lting up toward his. "We're husband a
back, creating a space between them. "You need to rest,
felt for Elise was a complicated mix of pity and oblig
e's face before she could mask it w
nd irritation washed over him. He pulled out his phone, his thumb hovering over Asha's name. H
ssenger seat and started the engine, the roar
e, Asha slept, finally succumbing t
stripped of its defiance, looking young and heartbreakingly vulnerable. He had he
oing nothing to soothe him. He pulled out his
ovements for the past 48 hours. Everything.
He would show her exactly what
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