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Flash Marriage To My Royal Commander

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 813    |    Released on: 10/11/2026

the Royal Protection officers stood guard at the glass door, politely

small table at Cameron, her thum

s attack in the ICU, I already gave a

black overcoat, and placed a neatly folde

the assassin.

e paper witho

y of Defence giving me a

in the crisp, measured tone of a field

, unmarried, with no bad hab

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Cameron continued evenly. "My military salary and royal annuity are more

ened as her puls

o her pale blue eyes, "I will never ask you to resign from your nursin

document an inch

Bennett,

s the only sound in the room. Rosie stared at him for ten

cross her chest. "Did you hit your head on those stairs last n

calmly, "How long had you known the man

stif

ate! And I just tur

ofession," Cameron said, his low voice steady and persuasive, "why can't you consider

emembering her mother's shouting at the breakfast table and the e

. If you crooked your finger, half the noblew

dark eyes

to host tea parties. I need a wife who doesn't scream when a

iefly to the small

n't cry and you didn't panic. You ar

er valued her for her nerve under pressure

angement?" she asked, glanc

omplete loyalty, protection, and respect. In return, you will share t

and the way he had defended her work in front of Preston. If she walked out this door alone, Marg

cup of cold double espresso and dr

wn hard on the saucer an

I'll ma

the tight line of his jaw relaxed. He stood up and

oard, futur

is, feeling the dry, steady warmth of h

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d his fingers around her hand and le

ht n

a step to keep up

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Flash Marriage To My Royal Commander
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“Rosie was a top-tier trauma nurse, but to her controlling mother, her only value was marrying a wealthy man. During her eighteenth blind date, an arrogant Wall Street analyst demanded she quit her job. When a mass casualty pager went off, Rosie slapped cash on the table and walked out to save lives. She survived a grueling twenty-two-hour shift, pulled a VIP soldier back from the dead, and even fought off an assassin. Yet, her mother didn't care about her safety. She threatened to tear Rosie's life apart unless she went to apologize to the blind date. Exhausted and bruised, Rosie was forced to meet him at a crowded cafe. Instead of listening, the man publicly humiliated her. "A woman like you, smelling like hospital bleach all day-no decent man will ever want you!" He grabbed her injured wrist, mocking her for being a worthless shift nurse. Rosie felt a suffocating wave of injustice; she had just bled to save national heroes, only to be treated like garbage for not being a submissive trophy wife. Right as he laughed at her, armed Royal Guards locked down the cafe. The military colonel Rosie had saved last night-who was actually a UK Prince-strode in. He ordered his men to throw the trembling analyst out into the street, turned to Rosie, and offered her a royal marriage to protect her freedom.”