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90 Days with my Billionaire Ex

Chapter 8 Untimely Objection

Word Count: 811    |    Released on: 23/11/2024

ail-from the intricate floral arrangements to the selection of food and drinks-had been metic

re was lively as her bridesmaids chattered away, working on their hair and makeup. Kat

he occasion. Though her face bore a radiant smile, her nervousness was evid

"You know," she began with a teasing tone, "it's not too late t

, sending her friend a silent but firm sto

ack to fix her hair, though the misc

fted to the events o

lt of her head, "what's the update

ing, but he asked if we could have dinner next wee

om. Julia groaned dramatically. "Why am I the only single one

t a moment of ease to Katy, who

ouches on Katy's face. Her bridesmaids step

ispered, eyes wi

inished, a tear sli

highlighting her natural beauty. Her hair had been swept into a polished updo, adorned with delicate silver

e this beautiful

s been," Juli

d bridesmaid, stepped inside. Her gaze swept over

voice measured. "Th

on patronizing, Katy took

added, stepping aside. "

t and turned to her brid

~

The grandeur of the moment was overwhelming. Her mot

mber to breathe. This is your moment. And if you can

ffered her his arm,

are you

tive but determined

air. Guests rose to their feet in unison, turning to watch as Kat

up the moment he saw her. When she finally reache

," Tom whispered.

d shyly, unable to

lm and measured. "We gather here today to

ts in her stomach ease. She smiled at Tom, th

wo should not be joined in marriage, let t

Then, a voice rang out, cu

obj

ongregation as heads turned

dral. Tall, confident, and dressed in a sleek bl

ispered, her voi

hand tightened. "K

Her past had come crashing into her presen

the cathedral

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“Hugo knelt in front of me again, his fingers tracing a path along my jaw. "You're a beautiful little thing," he said, his tone mockingly soft. "Maybe I'll keep you as a pet and prisoner after I dump Dario's body in the street." I glared at him, my voice steady and defiant. "I'm already Dario's prisoner, Hugo. And I only serve one master, and that's Dario. I'd rather die than serve an old man with a rusty pipe between his legs." The words barely left my mouth before his hand struck my face, the force of the blow knocking me onto my side. Pain exploded in my cheek, blood dripping from my nose and lips. Hugo loomed over me, his face twisted with rage. "Careful, girl," he hissed. "That rusty pipe will fuck you right in front of your lover before I kill him. That'll be the last thing he sees before he rots in hell." I stared up at him, hatred burning in my eyes. I would rather die than let this man in between my legs. Dario would come. He had to.”