LOGIN“You have no idea what you’ve done to me. I’ve been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me.” His grip tightened. “I’m not letting that go. I’m not letting you go. Fuck the friendship. I want you.” I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip. “I don’t just want to fuck you—I want to keep you. You’re my favorite sin, and I’ll commit it again and again until you understand you’re mine.” His lips twitched a little. “You’ve always been mine, Savannah.” ——- Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.
View MoreChapter 257: Lauren White ReeseThe first thing I noticed when Savannah walked in wasn’t exactly her. It was her dress. It clung to her like it had been stitched onto her body with intention—not modest, not careless either, but deliberate. Too deliberate.I didn’t send that. And that thought alone made my jaw tighten.Asking her where she got it from or why she was wearing it would have seemed some kind of way. Possessive. Controlling. And more than anything, utterly embarrassing for her in front of people who were already watching too closely. So I kept my mouth shut, forcing my expression into something neutral, blank.Until…Randall asked her to move over to the right.That was when I knew.That asshole just wanted to hear her speak. I bet his twisted mind got off on that. He wanted to hear her voice. He wanted to hear her soft, feminine, vulnerable voice in a crowded room. He had no right to be hungry for something he had no right craving in the first place. And what better way
Chapter 256: To The RightSavannah Clop, clop, clop.That was the first thing I heard that morning. Hooves. Heavy and mighty ones. Striking the earth again and again in a sharp, rhythmic pattern that echoed through the walls of the manor.The sound tore me out of sleep immediately. I jolted upright, heart slamming hard against my ribs, breath coming too fast. For a moment, I didn’t even know where I was. The unfamiliar ceiling loomed above me, high and ornate, the curtains heavy and the room still a little dark even with morning light trying to push through.Then memory rushed back.Blackwood Manor. Roman flown here. Dinner last night. Riley’s words. Ryan’s hand on my throat. The warning in his voice. The fear that hadn’t quite left my bones.The sound came again—closer this time. A horse snorted.Someone shouted sharply, impatient, commanding. “So fucking useless! This animal!” “Are you serious?” I muttered, irritation cutting through my lingering fear.I shoved the covers aside
Chapter 255: The Model Husband Savannah Alex must’ve noticed the way my shoulders curled inward, the way my hand hovered protectively over my stomach.“Alright,” he said suddenly, clapping his hands once. “Let’s go.”“Go where?” I asked weakly.“Outside. Before you pass out or stab someone. Reese—come on.” He hooked an arm around my shoulders, steering me gently away. “Let’s go for a smoke.”“I don’t smoke,” I protested automatically.He snorted. “Yeah, I know. Of course you don't. I wasn’t talking to you.”Reese shook his head but followed as Alex led us through the manor.The walk felt endless.Down the grand staircase, past long corridors lined with portraits that seemed to watch me, through heavy doors and into the night air. The grounds of Blackwood Manor stretched out before us—immaculate lawns, stone paths, the sound of water from the fountain at the center of the courtyard.It was beautiful. And yet, terrifying.Men stood stationed along the perimeter, dressed in dark suits,
Chapter 254: Big Joe Savannah “You’ve got some nerve,” Ryan said, his voice low and chilling, “coming in here and thinking you can threaten me.”His hand was still at my throat.I grabbed his wrist instinctively, trying to pry his fingers loose, but he only tightened his grip. Pressure built fast and sharp, cutting off my breath.“Ryan—let go,” I choked.A smile tugged at his mouth. Not amused. Not cruel. Just confident.“Not so tough now, are you?”Something hot and feral snapped inside me. And with my free hand, I swung.The sound of the slap echoed. His head turned slightly with the impact. For a split second, his grip loosened.I sucked in air greedily, staggering back, my lungs burning. My neck throbbed where his fingers had been, already tender, already bruising.“You bastard,” I spat, rubbing my throat. “What is wrong with you?!” Ryan slowly lifted a hand to his cheek, fingertips brushing the spot where I’d struck him. He looked almost… incredulous. As if the idea that I’d d






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