's
suffocates me with terror. I feel like cornered pr
gh me. It makes me tighten my fists agai
what he is accusing me of.
courage, I open my eyes and lift my gaze back up
e him in, and my heart poun
almost taken on a deep, black color. Slowly, he watches the swell of my breasts and the way my chest
, and my pulse is wild as I
eak me. Mak
ront of his boots hits my bare toes. My e
, powerless, completely vulnerable. He could
ill my eyes, but I hold t
I will not cower
ift his fingers towards my face. They are just centimet
pite my best efforts, tears fall from my eyes. I wa
Drip
his fingers and res
lessness in the moment; of
tches as his wolfish eyes zero in o
n't breathe. Don
I wonder what he sees there. Is it just a scared little gir
is eyes lighten. Just a crack of light blue amidst the darkened bl
his face lose their edge, and an u
like that,
is eyes narrow as his fingers drop
ear to be in my
emotion. The anger, the flash of hunger, the fury - all
nt to. You would still never come close to looking like she would have in this
this could have gone much worse. I know he is letting me off easy.
walks away, lea
y body, and relief
bury my head in my arms - my tat
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ught that Alexander had gone
ay knowing he had a more crue
of the fact until no
venue - grand, expensive, and overbearing,
t for the weddin
he is
een here fo
into my palms as I try to steady myself. The murmurs of the gu
way I tremble under the thin fabric of my new wedding gown, a
ne of the nobles whispers, h
er already," another one laug
very moment of my humiliation. My father stands off to the side, flanked by other
blames me for this mess. As if I had any control o
oo big, too painful. My eyes sting with unshed tea
of all these people. Not when they're
own at me, filling me with dread. Hours have passed since the cere
how for the nobles and the paparazzi. If it were
for a man who might never show up. My heart clenches
ally decided to leave me at the altar, t
bones, and I shiver, fe
ely audible over the din of the c
nder, the moon, the universe - but I
cing at their watches, preparing to leave. Just as a few people make
en, I
from his tailored suit to the leather gloves on his hand
he approaches the stage, his presenc
y father and a group of nobles,
le kitten stuck in a tree, and my good conscience did
the top of their heads, and there's nothing saintly about the smirk that curls his li
tle kitten. I couldn't lea
ts on his feet along with the rest of the nobles. Nobody believes that a L
dares to qu
ay, and his smirk widens. Satisfied with his words, he finally
ning rush of blood still pounding in my ear
t away from this nightmare, but I'm ro
t's voice cuts throug
kiss th
ting for Alexander to move, to at
e doe
cold, disdainful eyes, making no effort
ides as I can feel the aud
s out, and my shoulders slump unde
into the ground and never hav
sure, I feel a sudden push from behind. It's
stops. My blood f
maid slinking back in the shadows. Clearly, s
Cannot even blink.
too soon,
Alexander's in a so
impact down to
shock, and alarm
I see it - the unrestraine
e I am the worst
ezing me in place. I feel my world teetering into disaster unti
oing to
oing to
oing to
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