Marriage Before Love: Ten Years of Secret Admiration

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mily, nor had she ever asked them for anything

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, his sleek eyes shimmering beautifully beneath his fra

for help. There are othe

ed at him, hope shimmer

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paused for a moment and then said seriously,

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nd focused. Before she could open her eyes,

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news." Aiden lazily leaned there, his throat prominently marked with ambiguous r

arge cushion beside her. She was cert

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role of a novel's heroine, fantasizing about being overlooked and then marrying

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hand and patted her face,

am for many, and clearly

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nd gently adjusting his watch. "As f

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anket to get out of bed and a

lously by a renowned Italian artisan, and placed it on the wooden side table. H

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ly recalling Gavin's

amilies like ours need to be well-m

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ched in soci

eyes, nodding tho

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aze, finally looking at her. His expression was cal

in's words from last night's banqu

ife. For years, that kni

ht, it had f

s. His long eyelashes lowered as he bowed his hea

traightened up

verly-like thorns and tangled threads-seemed to be cut a

to turn around paused

rints, his voice as lazy and melodious as ever,

as calm an

from his throat to his chin, and asked so

d an eyebro

. She tugged at her dress, speaking in a muffled voice,