s gleamed beneath her hesitant steps, and golden chandeliers sparkled overhead like stars she couldn't rea
a home. It w
cating. The four-poster bed was draped in white silk, and the view overlooked the vast
edge of the bed and buri
ctually married-to
e hat
ce echoed in her ears
re she was, bound by a contract ne
ng ring on her finger. Heavy.
on the door
through the other sid
ing her childhood best friend i
aw the news. I had to sneak in like one o
door behind them.
ious
arry Damien. Marilyn for
rown a second head. "You married
t I'll
to the bed. "Te
e silent ceremony, and Damien's cold fury. She even told
the only woman who's ever touched h
uess
is is hu
doesn't mean anythin
gleamed. "N
r phone buzzed. A text from an u
ily dining hall.
nched. "He want
"You got this. Don't le
-
h a table that could seat thirty. At the far end sat
ide him was a younger man with a playful smirk and striking eyes-Julian Lancaster, Damien'
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