Terms of My Heart

ke war drums across the marble floor of

didn't walk,

ke armor. Her dark hair was twisted into a sleek knot, her eyes lined with razor precision, and her

betrayal sliced thr

syllable laced with fury. "You want me to get

lture in a custom suit. "It's not personal, Alina. Your father's will was cl

ped her lips. Of co

et married,"

s smile

o someone

ntracts mattered more than loyalty and betrayal came wrapped in blood ties

, Alina found herself in the last place anyon

s buzzed overhead like dying fireflies. It was the kind of place wh

udin

hugging her like a whispered secret. Her phone buzzed again on the counter, Gr

g as his gaze swept over her clut

right place, Miss Vogue?

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a slow, cr

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ey?" h

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one jostled him from behind

ned her blouse, dripping down

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dge of the ruined top between two

ny idea how mu

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he repli

to dab, but she caught his wrist

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nto a grin. "You t

said simply.

ed her with that infuriating smirk. "So what's

hind him. Her voice dropped, smok

epped back. "Well. Congra

tning. An idea so in

Or maybe it was the way he looked at her, like s

ur name?"

nked.

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e. W

calm and deliberate.

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ty stirring. "I don't do... b

marry me. We make it legal. You play the part of the devote

. "That's

s the

s the

s gaze witho

fall in lov

e turned wic