The CEO's Reluctant Bride
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anted thi
g sinking deeper, coiling aro
r into this arrangement if Marcus
r father...ruthless as ever...fel
g didn't
is chair, his gaze unre
hes the board, calculating her every mo
at her. Like she was a piece
asked, forcing her voice to stay steady
ile. It was the kind of smirk people w
ame neither of them had agreed to
ame like a weapon, slow and deliberate. "You and I are both victims
twisted at t
e kind of pawn in
arched lazily.
de her feel like the gr
er hands trembling despite he
m, smooth, unaffected by her outburst.
t. The worst part wasn't his cold
orner, and Marcus Ryder had been t
believe he was ju
l prey to anyone's plans.
manded, needing, desperate...to peel
hard as obsidian. "That'
in her cheeks. Rage scorched through
rn! I have a ri
er like a blade. "You h
ing the sharp breath
ike she was standing at the edge of a cliff, wind howling a
across the room. His movements were precise, controlled, t
se our names are now linked, you're entitled to answers. To control." He took a st
? Are you planning to lock me away somewhere until it's convenient
through his eyes...amusement
eir appeal,"
o fists at her sides
his mouth lifting without
ke a slap. She refused to let
led heavily
hum of New York traffic far bel
adjusting the cuff of his tailore
ger than she felt, slicing through the charged
so slightly. His dark gaze scanne
out warnin
, the next he was in front of her. His fingers closed around her w
thundered as he leaned in, close enough that s
ice was low, almost soft.
hung heavy b
rself to meet his eyes, refusing to give
just slightly before he released her without warning,
mis
. She wanted to scream, to demand more, to thro
t no matter how hard she pushed today,
t
spun on her heel and walked toward the elevator, h
t, chin high, but in
e allowed herself one last
she'd left him, hands in hi
nt, so quick she almost t
mething behi
omething almos
ike that,
er had dragged her into, Marcus Ryder ha
and why does he regret