Discarded Bride, Billionaire's Obsession

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t-shirt and pajama shorts. "Ho

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had I gotten

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as alrea

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scanned me from head to toe. Not sexual. Clinical. Like I was a pr

lingerie for you,

inevitably catch glimpses when you move, sit, dance. Every detail matters,

t look like?" I sa

d back to his phone. "Right now, you look lik

self. The words stung

s off," I said,

ice softened slightly. "

ast and dream about. Now I was being ushered inside l

atures and an even sharper accent-air-kissed both of

ning wear, casual, business. I want her w

lit up. "Con

re times than I could count. Gowns in every color. Shoes that cost more

onally he'd shake his head-no. Sometimes he'd nod-yes. Most of

aid when I was exhauste

d on thirt

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ilk gown that hugged every curve. It was backless, sop

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om, and for the first time all d

tood

oward me

just inc

. His eyes hadn't left mine

nig

ng a charity ga

ped. "Tonight?

The gesture was gentle, but his eyes were calculating. "This is what you s

his mind,"

ed. "That's

g in front of my mirror an

waves, makeup done by professionals who knew exactly how to make my eyes look bigger,

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eone who belonged

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onfident. Nerves will make this more bel

ook

d under my touch

're madly in love with me. You can't keep your ha

t of acting,

a knife in Adrian's chest. Every touch is a reminder o

eath. "I ca

the way he did to me so I have

o the car, then slid in be

ha

ut a small

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ngagement ring. Emerald cut diamond, easily five carats, surrounded b

me hand that used to wear A

t per

know my siz

ckles. "Your ring size. Your favorite coffee. The fact that you ha

a protein bar

ed. "You'll nee

too shock

-four hours, and he already knew more abou

Hotel-of course it was. Adrian's family

could see the photographers already gathe

to back out,"

n was probably laughing with Melissa. Probably

I told th

le was pure

pped. The d

s one of the most eligible bachelors in the city-powerful, w

ck and offer

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ed dress, the noise doubled. Quest

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your gi

close, his hand on the small of my bac

ou own the wo

I d

Like I'd never cried myself to sleep.

we walk

-

iers, live orchestra, champagne towers. Ev

ding

with Melissa hanging off his arm. She was wearing pink

't seen

murmured

d on my waist. "Remember, you're wi

ig

he next few hours, I need you to pretend I'm

blue eyes. At the sharp jawline and the

eathed. "I c

d gi

he floor, and we

excellent dancer-smooth, confident, leading me effortlessly acros

ng great,"

t noticed

, and my dress flared out

back into

s with Adrian

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n r

ng toward us, draggin

," Damien