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ing us in the luxurious, pin-drop quiet interior of the Maybach. My hands were balled into tight fists, m

. The sheer size of his broad shoulders seemed to take up all the oxyge

d by his calm, unbothered demeanor. "My wedding to Anders Diaz is being held there r

en he turned back to me, a predatory, thrilling smirk playing on his lips. "Why should I ask? Being my woman means you can do whatever the hell you want in this city. If you want to crash the wedding, do it. If you want

life, Anders and Arthur had constantly degraded me, calling me a worthless burden, a mere blood bank for Kesh

ion bubbling up inside me, "whatever I tell you to do later, you have to do it w

ll space, sending a heavy shiver down my spine. "Ravaging you? You

d you still treated me like that? My waist is completely bruised, and my legs are still trembling from your so-called

rrifying power of his athletic body pinning me to the mattress, and the wild, exhausting positions he demanded made

uscles in his strong jaw flexing, and he shifted uncomfortably in his tailored trousers, clearly trying to hide his sudden, fierce bodily reaction to my vi

morning. "Wait, what was that pill you forced down my throa

xpensive medication to neutralize the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac in your system. You would have collapsed during your little re

misunderstand to test my resolve, yet he was secretly, meticulously taking care of my physical wel

ing the clear New York sky. The entrance was lavishly adorned with a sprawling red carpet and thousands of imported white r

xpensive cologne lingering on my skin, giving

ice a low rumble of encouragement as he stepped ou

in his. My eyes hardened into absolute ice. The fi