Ugly Bride, Ruthless Groom: The Ultimate Power Couple

s residence, so you may not yet comprehend the intricacies of Shawn's temperament. He harbors an absolute revulsion toward physical contact and posses

t stomach cilantro appearing in any preparation, and consumes

loyed as his personal assistant. You have no obligat

iculous care. "Shawn's three previous wives met their untimely deaths precisely because they disregarded his car

n cultivated a public persona of fragility and gentle temperament, yet Jax undeniably harbored genuine fear toward h

ma'am," Jax declared w

oorway. "I'll be occupying this space. Whe

t door," Jax res

my husband lays his head at night, I shall do the same."

himself for this particular

efusal, Caitlin glided past his position a

reating figure, panic climbing s

pping into her own private sanctuary. Jax arrested his movement at the threshold, thoro

s. For a member of the influential Harris family, Shaw

ing material. The moment he registered Caitlin's presence, the warmth

odical movements, extracted several carefully folded garments, drew open his wardrobe

ssurance of someone who'd already establis

Shawn stated, his tone resembling frozen granite. "Th

lowed her fingertips to drift across his cheek with calculated tenderness. "Our families

barely perceptible smile-dangerous and predatory-materialized across his li

d inclining forward until their faces existed mere inches apart.

carrying deceptive gentleness. "So I can ensure they're p

ce separating them as Shawn's concealed dagger la

it with the precision of extensive training, and extracted t

guised admiration. "Magnificent sapphire craftsmanship adorning the hilt. W

and combat proficiency she'd just exhibited transcended anything

y?" he demanded, his voice

a smile of pure sugary swee

Anyone positioned at the door eavesdropping might have incorre

ing completely devoid of proper manners or soci

ng the gap until their noses hovered an inch from contact. "That's me

experienced a profoundly unsettling sh

d obscured the lower portion of her face from view. Those part

iss against his palm, and permitted her free hand to tra

delicate wrist in an unyielding iro

woman in the

the wound his dagger had carved into her flesh-a wound that logica

stricted sharply in

se, his probing fingers had alre