room first, moving with disciplined speed to secure the per
he app
s presence sucking all the air out of the room. He wore a custom-tailored black suit, no tie
Kensi
here. Just like last time. But this time,
mian Kensington! What the hell is the
ake. They were locked on Aria, and only Aria, as if h
name Kensington carried the weight of an e
until he stood before her on the altar. The scent of him-expen
ex storm of anger, possession, and a
e a low, rough growl. "Are you rea
he would have screa
gaze and gave a small, almost i
ered, a flicker of surpr
kirt of her wedding dress and took a deliberate step towar
Get back here!" Blake s
, clamping around Blake's wrist. A sickening crack echoed
Damian said, his voice lethal. He sh
, he scooped Ar
f solid muscle, his heartbeat a steady, powerful rhythm against her ear. It was the
away, his bodyguards
her father, Charles Montgomery, shouted,
ain. "Mr. Montgomery, you of all people should remember t
nd raced. She'd never k
opened his mouth, then closed it
sk of utter disbelief. She couldn't comprehe
turned her head. She met the venomou
two silent w
me
ck by his security team. He placed her gently in the backseat of a black
face a hard, unreadable mask. He just stared, his eyes boring into
her. Not one bit. The wounds she'd inf
the one to b
ress, her voice barely
the window. "Don't misunderstand. I'm simply collecting wh
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