His Reluctant Bride
ching the sun dip below the horizon. Another day trapped in
ulled her from
oing out
rms crossed over his crisp white dress shirt. He looked as compo
wed her e
nto the room. "Some very important people wil
elf not to react.
a smirk, but his eyes re
u can drag me there, but you can't mak
step, tilting her chin up with his fingers. His to
inst her skin. "You will sit beside me, speak when spoken to,
just enough to ma
e sure you
w fear. Instead, she met his gaze head-on. "You re
d. "No, darli
back, heading toward the door. "
e, Serena exhaled sha
ther night out. This
inner was over, s
in the backseat of the black Rolls-Royce, her hands folded nea
e on her, watching her like
p in front of the restaurant. "Keep that obe
l her eyes, instead flashing
xtending a hand to her. She hesitated for half a second before ta
e restaurant was filled with men in tailored suits and women in glitteri
he room, where three men were already seated-business part
anced at Serena with interest. "Ah, so this is the infamous wife
erena's waist, possessive.
but forced hersel
art. Then
mergers, betrayals, and power moves-while Sere
gaze low, wat
Find an opening. Get
ent was
ian had
tem of her wine glass. She wasn't nervous about
pensive bottles of wine, trays of gourmet dishes,
hen, the hallway leading to the back exit
th yet commanding. "You're quiet," h
a tight smil
er chan
f wine. The glass shattered, red liquid spi
s er
g back as the mess sp
na m
ind a passing waiter, and disappeared
ep. Tw
side door leadin
pushed through, weaving between staff
started, but she ignored him, breaki
it her like a slap a
idn't
eard Adrian's furio
e hell is
stomach
k
as alread
rinted into the dark alley behind the restaurant. Her
emorized the city layout. She just needed to reac
sliced throu
nd
ood ra
an's
saw two large figures in black suits emerg
er veins, but she forc
off her heels and tossing them aside.
ut, their voices
dn't have
et-Adrian wants
pounded. She
w pathway between buildings. Silently, she slipped t
echoed b
were
self to move, keeping to the shad
st t
st f
screeched to a stop at
door sw
ious voice sent a c
the car,
fr
ri
d fou
alley's entrance, its headlights piercing through the darkness like
the car,
n't about t
w. Not
g the burn in her lungs. She could hear the sound of doors
re chas
ge-she knew these stree
are feet barely making a sound against the rough c
t kept
stling main road just ahead.
ee
ween crates and trash bins, lungs burn
stroke
rom a nightclub, laughing and
didn't
ding into their group, her b
, she slipped inside, slamm
g a hundred-dollar bill int
e but didn't argue. The car lurch
dn't dare
ad do
ad es
r
new one thing
never stop
, she might n