Twisted Love: The Bride He Never Loved

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chelorette party. They were celebrati

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and make her way to the bathroom for a much-needed shower. But as she started to mo

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flawless waist. Her breath caught in her throat

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me. Her eyes widened, heart racing like mad. She stared at the man'

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knows what

d, threatening tears,

ad brought her back to her room last

gaze shifted from the red-stained sheet to the ma

d set it aside. Then she jumped out of bed and scrambled to

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to know w

eeled herself and walked quietly a

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his breathing slow a

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finally snapped out of the shock, her chest ached with a suffocating weight. He

s the image of someone in love, someone about to

she... she had just slept with t

inning. What if

ia pan

pened. Sophia was her best friend. Sh

aze turned firm-she had to get out, right no

tep forward, a hand grabbed he

oze like sh

down the rising panic, she slowly looked at the hand cla

s dark as midnight, with a faint curve

suddenly rang out. "Celestia, you're awak

the chance to stop her. The smile on Sophi

ed on the bed where Jareth still lounged. The smile froze.

her face-it was like someone hit pause on her s

man she'd searched for all night...

d hear her own blood stop circulating. She yanked free from Jaret

ain," she said in a soft, frantic voice, desperate to calm her

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outside the room. A tall, dark figure bu

s goin

unging in bed, Celestia looking guilty beyond beli

ask. The scene w

urned red

e hell did you d

d forward and slammed a punc

slowly rubbed his burning cheek, his midnight eyes flas

e eve

ared at Jareth's blank face, not a trace of guilt on him

o throw another hit-until