WEARING MY SISTERS WEDDING DRESS :I MARRIED HER BILLIONAIRE.

dn't stop

didn't stop until it was inside the private garage. The

edding dress. The scar on he

and opened her

ut

adly she couldn't stand. T

then without a word, he be

hina

knees, one arm around her back, careful not to touch the sc

nter and expensive colo

me

N

en they saw him carrying a bride in a torn

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wing," he said coldly. "No

e, past portraits, past chandeliers,

pen and put her down

grey. Cold like him. A giant

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a's hear

s. He lo

hy did yo

hrowing it on the chair, "your mother will try to take you back.

howing strong forearms, veins. He looked less like a

it the wall. "You said you would ruin

ll girl in the too-big wedding

er. But he stopped one foo

. "I'm going to ruin

face, but to the strap of

?" he

one had ever asked permis

ears fell. Sh

st one inch more. The full scar was revealed. It was large,

Her mother said it was

htened so hard a muscle jumped. His

nelt

on, the man worth billions, kne

ouch it with lust. He just loo

urt?" he asked,

.. when it

d up and punched the wal

ina sc

n the concrete wall. Hi

said to himself, his voice shaking with r

his anger. He went to the bathroom and came

ely corrected himself. "Please. Take it off. It

he dress. "I...

e everyt

y. Facing the locked door, giving he

shivering. She quickly put on the black silk robe he left on the bed. It was huge, h

urn... tur

it, his eyes darkened, but not with cruelty. Somethin

," he w

nd picked up the phone. "Send up

? Pre

took a large black trunk from a maid witho

e trunk in f

not Sienna

pink, black. All with sleeves that would cover or show her scar beautifully, not hid

mouth. "You... you b

you for three week

st

not one. One perfect, one hidden in the attic with a bur

sed to sit by the tiny atti

" Ethan said, sitting on the edge of the bed, l

es met

twin tries to run, let her ru

s gave out and s

wanted me? E

c while the family parties downstairs,"

was so quiet she c

other side of the huge bed. He pu

p," h

ha

e pointed to a long couch by the window. "No one wi

a cruel tycoon on a wedding nigh

. nice to me?" she w

is huge robe in his huge bed, s

ght, leaving only a soft lamp, "everyone has been cruel to you

s shoes, and lay down, still in his

in a mansion she never dreamed of, wearing the

't burn for the f

" she whisper

om the couch. "In this r

you really no

voice, firm, abs

Seraphina. Try to leave, and

ed to sound l

twenty-two years, being locked in a mansion where

d like be