Billionaire's Forced Bride

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y eyes, hoping for a moment of peace,

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g, my body still

roze at the sight before me. I saw a gorgeous woman standing in the doo

demanded, my voic

, and she seemed ready to bolt any minut

r dress clung like a second skin to her like she had been running, and her messy ha

, still trying to figure

ckly, but her feet did

e. People, from my experiences, didn't just wande

leaning forward a

ould go b

of the rug. Instinct kicked in with no warning. I lunged forward and i

pping my arms for balance. Her eyes held mine Passio

softly. "You could've hurt

se..." she whispered

t leave my arms, and something in her express

" I said. "What'

us," she repli

uttered to

he said again, but her v

't you leaving

her. Instead, I watched as her gaze dropped to the fl

name?" I fi

she shot back, a spark of d

tly standing in my hotel room, looking l

maybe not knowing what to s

uited her k

epeated, tasting the name

whispered again, and still, t

close the space between us. "Are you

ithout warning, it became charged and replaced by raw emotion. I don't know who moved first, may

esperate, messy, like she was putting her all

slightly. Her hands made their way to rest

I said, though the heat between us m

n't give her. Then she leaned over and kissed me again, harder thi

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. I groaned in pleasure, dragging a hand across my face. My he

see the same occurrence of emptiness o

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fe depended on it to her chest. Her hair was a total mess, and her should

voice rough from the

he sound, her gaze darting imme

"I have no intent

ke," she muttered, mor

r, carefully study

face me. Her eyes had turned red, and guilt was w

o her feet, gathering her dress from the floor. "I shouldn't

a, wa

ob, opening it. She didn't look back, and when the door fina

ty space where she had been, her

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t does it feel like she just took