Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire Husband

massive windows of the Long Island es

lace of the Vera Wang veil into her hair. Finley's fingers dug into the heavy

eathtaking, Miss Blackw

grabbed a pair of silver scissors from t

rieked and scr

tler, stepped in. He calmly reached out and

s," Arthur said smoothly. "T

sharp breath. Her

. She wanted to march down that aisle and throw a massive tantrum, to knock over the floral arrangements and make a spectacular scene. She was going to

in of her dress as they escorted her down

ed in the driveway. Finley w

window as the Manhattan skyline came into view. Her brain worked in overdrive, calc

t a wall of traffi

to the door handle.

ng ha

apologetic gaze in the rearview mi

avy heel into the back of the leather seat

to a stop in front of S

flashbulbs exploded like a continuous ligh

h the heavy wooden doors of the cathedral vestibule. The

, holding out a silver

allow. The alcohol seared her throat, sending

the wedding march. The sound vibrated

h on the marble floor. "My heel br

uttering around her in a cha

n to crawl toward the side

adow fell

rd tuxedo that fit his broad shoulders perfectly. He lo

inley," he said, his vo

fiance. "I'm not walking down that aisl

hed. The muscle in

ly around her waist. Before she could process th

r entirely o

up to grip his neck. "Put me down!" she hiss

to the sanctu

light of the cathedral. Hundreds of New York's

inley had no choice but to bury her face into the cr

oice vibrating through her skin. "Unless you wan

ey's eyes. She forced her lips

wn. His touch was surprisingly gentle,

was closing in on her. Finley scanned the front pews, desp

y Blackwell, t

o say 'I do', Finley c

y. The entire cathedral fell i

ll of her back. He pinched the soft

he sharp pain. "I

iamond ring onto her ring finger. It was half a size too small. The

kiss th

rned her

jaw, forcing her face back.

, bruising, tasting faintly of blood and dominance. Finle

pulled back, flashing a flawless

ps swollen, feeling comple