room first, moving with disciplined speed to secure the per

he app

s presence sucking all the air out of the room. He wore a custom-tailored black suit, no tie

Kensi

here. Just like last time. But this time,

mian Kensington! What the hell is the

ake. They were locked on Aria, and only Aria, as if h

name Kensington carried the weight of an e

until he stood before her on the altar. The scent of him-expen

ex storm of anger, possession, and a

e a low, rough growl. "Are you rea

he would have screa

gaze and gave a small, almost i

ered, a flicker of surpr

kirt of her wedding dress and took a deliberate step towar

Get back here!" Blake s

, clamping around Blake's wrist. A sickening crack echoed

Damian said, his voice lethal. He sh

, he scooped Ar

f solid muscle, his heartbeat a steady, powerful rhythm against her ear. It was the

away, his bodyguards

her father, Charles Montgomery, shouted,

ain. "Mr. Montgomery, you of all people should remember t

nd raced. She'd never k

opened his mouth, then closed it

sk of utter disbelief. She couldn't comprehe

turned her head. She met the venomou

two silent w

me

ck by his security team. He placed her gently in the backseat of a black

face a hard, unreadable mask. He just stared, his eyes boring into

her. Not one bit. The wounds she'd inf

the one to b

ress, her voice barely

the window. "Don't misunderstand. I'm simply collecting wh