The Hidden Bride
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lver ring on her finger. It was beautiful-too beautiful for what it truly represented. Not a symb
as a
den b
whispered under candlelight. Just a quiet ceremony
zo De
, the leader of an empire built on blood, power, and control. He was a
were too great, and in the end, the price had been he
ad never been
A chill ran down her spine, her breath catch
re
ark. Da
k suit hugged his powerful frame, his crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the top, revealing a glimpse of inked skin-a secre
voice was deep, contro
against the fabric of h
didn't reach his eyes. He took another
es
close enough that she could smell the faint traces of expens
but she forced herself to hold
ver so slightly. The touch was barely there, but it se
eath h
lo
her throat, yet something inside her
oose this,"
rkened. "Ne
between them, he
. A bride hidden
he world would
how deep he buried
ould