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

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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