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ant b

said, trying to sound as firm as I cou

rewing within them. He growled low, the sound rumbling in his chest like a warning. "

but Seth had a knack for making every situation feel like I was the one in the wrong. His anger simmered beneath the surface, and I cou

. "Ford is my baby husky. Can you fulfill this last request

rustration, but then he gave a short, frustrated grunt. "Done

ht, that's all then. You wanted to

to check on the last details for my outfit. I had to make sure everything was perfect.

r me. I order them, mi amore." His voice was c

mself. My life, and Ford's for that matter, were entirely in his

eth's voice was firm,

he really going to spank me? I couldn't help but let the thought cross my mind, and I quickly pushed

throat. Seth Salvatore had just claimed me in the most traditional, possessive way possible. Around my neck was a necklace-no, not jus

to think. It was beautiful. Too beautiful. Bu

. His hand grasped my left hand, and before I could even think, he shoved a massive diamond r

th this family

elly, and filled with an intensity I couldn't quite place. "Neve

jewelry on my body as if I had just woken up from some sort of dream-or nightmare. Was I really about to

ng to clear my thoughts, and then shrugged it off as best as I could. There was nothing I could

f. My mind wandered as I flipped through the pages, trying to escape the reality that was no

ters and their lives, my own real-life drama fading into the background for just a little while. It wasn't until th

flushed with irritation. "The ceremony started ten minutes ago! Wh

ng in as I quickly checked the clock. Ten minutes late

s in the hands of the Salvatore's now! Do you know what would happen if you mak

this wasn't about that. It was about me, about my nerves, a

standing up quickly. "I

e tension in her grip was enough to remind me of just how far gone we were. I was no

f a figurehead in my life than anything else, walked me down the aisle with his usual stiff

intensity that I thought I might collapse under the weight of it.

ust slightly-a hint of relief, perhaps? Or maybe it was just my imagina

on anything but the pounding of my heart. My heels clicked against the floor w

into me like a fire that threatened to consume me whole. And still, I co

This was my life no

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