The Bride He Bought

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ky scraper. There's still time for me to let go of this foolishness

wn my shirt

nstantly taken aback by how cold it is in here. Shiverin

bove a whisper. "I'd l

from her desk. Her eyes scan me, pause

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't know who I am, but h

scension. "Mr. Moretti

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tell him Alera Vance is h

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ing from the eyes currently on m

ee him. Just...you can send him a n

stead, I see her press s

cur

t as two men in

way,

say quickly, trying to smile. "I j

t. Their grips aren't rough, but i

nd me, the tears come. I blink h

ve just go

myself to breathe. My stomach t

waste o

sniffing, avoiding th

ology, but they are already moving ahead. I scratch the side of my ear. I should probab

the doors begin to move again, I turn and I'm fac

focus is on the third one, looking down

Dante

ust threw me out because I don't have an appointmen

vehicle, signaling how quickly I can

wns the world pushes me forward and without

More

Mor

ome towards me and instantly keep

! Let

re. I push forward anyway, shouting past their sho

oves me back. "

s, but I push through. "...

hey're focused on getting me o

eft. Which is the stupide

ords tear out of me before

reeze, and a few people on the sidewalk sl

to back out now, because Dante Moretti ,the man who destroyed

tly, my thr

icinity, do justice to the man facing me right now. He's alot taller than I remembered or was it just me that g

lm

ding me back release me instantly. I yank my arm free

l my legs to move, but they refuse, keeping me rooted in

n at me like I'm some insect tha

e shiver, pin me in place. I want to run, but

staring down at me, I can't tell if there'

ocus shifts. And he's

can move, his hands land firmly on m

hin, forcing my head up. My

s Italian accent

Wh

sh my sentence and he s

in Manhattan goes

s, I stop breathing. An

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ing me, right in front

othing would have ever prepared m