Trapped In Vows

's emerald green gown swept around her like a silk river as she stood in the midst of it all. For quite some time, she had mastered the sk

felt a palpable tension upon her arrival. The nearly predatory sparkle in her father's eye when he gave her that coerced smile-how she ought to

s the ballroom. He appeared upstairs like a king addressing his court. "Tonight I have the privilege not only

blood tur

wrapped her fingers around the exquisitely fragile crystal stem of a

na Sinclair, shall

se followed. By now, Helena barely hear

fe. He stood just inside the ballroom, his unreadable gaze fixed upon her. Tall, with dark hair and imp

ad k

r father was playing with her future as if she were nothing but yet anoth

alked past her father. And as if by instinct, the gue

issed, keeping her voice so lo

glances, her father dismissed her wi

hissed. "Certa

tly. You will abide by the conditions." While clenching her fist

her nails into her palms. "

ened further.

her. This wasn't a req

Wolfe had arrived, shrouded in dark shadow beside her

und. "Oh, now y

nd you didn't see

"I thought your father would speak

y. "Then you don't kno

Damien's jaw. "Anyw

knew it wouldn't matter. The trap had already been set

rig

t and strode ahead with her chin held high. If there was