Blind But Brilliant: The Pitied Bride With Hidden Faces

rything Khloe isn't-warm, soft, and yo

s ragged breaths swallowed up by Elsie Norris's quiet,

ured, fingers digging possessively

him. "This is supposed to be the room you and my sister sha

She won't. She's still wandering those wineries, hunting down that 'perfect bottle' I

the hallway. "Oh my God, you're awful,"

to the ribs-a cruel confirmation of the b

eo were supposed to share. Her fingertips drifted over the

he didn't burst in or unleash t

he couldn't witness the depravity happen

worse-she felt like a fool in the dark, foolis

hoved Leo into her path-cornered by a convoy of black SUVs, desperate and outnumbered. She had thro

steady with emotion as he vowed to marry her. He had sworn he would stay b

er heart had latched onto Leo the moment she first laid eyes on him. That crash

ent a small fortune and countless favors to obtain, especially

sie, it's always been you-the only woman I ever wanted to marry.

e agreed to my father's ridiculous plan to give some pitiful orphan a place in our home. And don't forget, she's a cast-off bastard, dumped in a countryside shelter. How could trash like her e

hloe's delicate features,

e darkness closing in felt heavier than ever, as if

fe with, the man she had protected and believed in without hesitation. And in this momen

, she eased into the hallway and f

se-the slope of each step, the smooth curve of the railin

That thoughtful attention-those quiet, tender gestures-had been what pulled her in

n, her foot brushed against something out of place. She pitched

ched and swept her hand alo

e threaded with tiny pearls-before recognition stru

She had never owned

ped around each other on that bed, their bodie

t turned h

of lace away as though it scorched her skin an

ingers closing around a corkscrew and a wine glass. No ceremony. No

t-to the blind, gull

leaving a trail of heat that did

nd of footsteps echoed

usekeeper's greeting, Khloe imm

. The woman who was supposed

only mean she'd brought

into the room with two assistants trailing behind her. Her gaze snapped str

e cut through the air. "Do you have any idea how much Leo paid for that bottle-and

ing a blind woman into the family was embarrassing

It's mine to finish, after all. What difference does it make whether I drink it now or tomorrow? Y

curtain of hair slipped over her shoulders, framing the striking line

ze, caught

oman she'd grown used to. This vers

assistants with a clipped gesture. "Take it. Your gown is here. It's been tailored a full size smaller than your usual measurements. Make sure