The Hidden Bride
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the middle of the grand ballroom, her fingers tightening around the stem of her champagne glas
, and corruption flowed through the room like an invisible current. Men in tailored suits whispered behind glasses
leged, schooled in the art of etiquette, but this world was different. It wa
His presence was magnetic, drawing attention without effort. He was dressed in a crisp black suit, his sharp featu
she wa
he was
him control her emotions, refused to play the role of the obedie
e because o
e you here," a voice
me, with a sharp jawline and eyes that held a flicker of something dangerous. Sh
replied smoothly, tak
"You don't belo
everyone keep
omething shifted in the air. A new presence had en
have to turn to
uch so light it could have been mistaken for an accident-if n
, his tone polite but edg
before stepping away, dis
d to look at Lorenzo. She refused to give him the sati
" he murmured, his l
required to seek you
. "You're my wife, Celeste. Th
g his gaze head-on. "I
ed in his eyes-so
see abo
ssively on her hip. It was a silent warnin
ould have
out of that ballroom
he di
e danger, despite the man standing bef
ready chose