Left At The Altar: Marrying The Billionaire

giant pillar of glass and steel. Amaris parked the Range

widened, a mix of shock and disgust on her face

, the whispers st

ly showed h

her standing ther

much pretti

, her eyes fixed forward. She

with Perry, Elijah's assistant. The man looked

he hallway. "He doesn't have time f

purse, pulled out the envelope she had written

at's my resignation. Effective imme

the envelope. Amaris walked

open. The r

oxes sat on the floor, haphazardly stuffed with her personal items-

ely. Not a single trace of he

her. It was a clean break. No lingering ties. Sh

toward the door b

nds, it exploded into a white-hot inferno. It felt like a han

er fingers. They hit the floor with a th

oke out across her forehead, soaking through her

pled on the floor, then at each other. They quickly looked away

er knees gave out completely. She hit the carpet,

n the floor of the office of

trong arms wrapped around her, lifting h

faint hint of antiseptic. It was a smell she was be

rough, stripped of its usual co

s from hers, his features tight with panic.

is grip bruisingly tight. He tur

all, his face pale. "Mr. Low

nt. He just threw a glare over his shoulder that made Pe

elevator, kicking the emergenc

, now!" he barked int

. He grabbed her hand, squeezing it so hard it hurt,

er forehead, his movements frantic, uncoordinated. He was murmuring

was fading, replaced by a heavy numbness. She could

warm hand gently brush the hair from her forehead, t