a Harri
al suite. I had barely managed to unlace the suffocating bodice of my go
iers dragged a man inside and t
cheap perfume, stale wh
ne. He gave me a curt nod, his eyes devoid of any pity. "The Don expect
vy deadbolt slid into place wiunken rage, and delivered a vicious kick to the soli
our-poster bed. I needed to sit, to calculate my next move. Kyle bristled, mis
and misplaced pride. "This marriage is a sham. I made a promise to Gw
lvation. I had no intention of letting a Gallo heir grow in my womb, nor did I plan to stay bound to thi
ace-trimmed pillows and withdrew the si
d backward, his hands raising i
voice a flat, icy calm. "I have no desire to be touche
the blade up so it caught the pale
A sharp sting, and a bead of crimson welled up. I pressed it firmly against the
he blade in my hand, his masculine
a defensive sneer twisting his lips. "Were
er the pillow. "It's for opening letters," I replied smoothly. "Or fo
apo to return and inspect our work. I moved to the ornate va
on me. In the soft, unfiltered morning light, stripped of the heavy veil and the Harrison matriarch's armor, he star
slowly turned my head, catching his gaze directly
s away and lunged for the silver carafe of coffee a servant had left on t
ed himself to swallow it down. To mask his utter humiliation, he slamme
mirror, my expression smoothing into a mask of perfect, untouchable composure. The proof w
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