All Chapters of THE CEO'S VENGEFUL BRIDE : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Brent. Three months later. The Cathedral was so full of flowers their delicate perfume filled the air. The pews were packed with hats, dresses, and suits of the who’s who of high society. Sunlight slanted in through the stained glass windows and gave the lofty space an otherworldly air, as if magic was going to happen.I shot my cuffs nervously.From the corner of my eye, I could see my father. His face was expressionless. At first, I did not want to invite him, but Eleanor said the only words that could have changed my mind.“I don’t think we have the right to deprive our child of his grandfather.”I turned around now and looked directly at him. Our eyes met and he nodded at me. He looked sad and old. His mistake was willful blindness. Like the woman who refused to see her husband’s infidelity even though she was staring at his credit card statement and seeing hotel bills from her own city. It was hard, but I was slowly learning to forgive him. I was learning to see him not as the

Lily wasn’t thrilled to see Gage Forrester standing in her office, leaning over her desk, his large masculine hands clasping the edge, his scent teasing her, making her heart beat at an accelerated pace. She wasn’t thrilled to see Gage, the man who had turned her down, but her body seemed to be on a different wavelength.“I heard that Jeff Campbell hired your company,” he said, leaning in a little more, his shoulder muscles rolling forward. He certainly didn’t spend all of his time behind a desk in a corporate office. A physique like that didn’t happen by accident. She knew that from personal experience.It took her four evenings a week in the gym to combat the effects of her mostly sedentary job. But it was important. Image counted for a lot, and it was her job to keep the images of her clients sparkling clean in the publiceye. She felt that if her own image wasn’t up to par she would lose her credibility.“You heard correctly,” she said, leaning back in her chair, trying to put s

The fact that the very first thing she felt when Gage’s deep, masculine voicepulled her out of the deep sleep she’d been in was a shiver of excitement,and not a pang of annoyance, was disturbing on a lot of levels, all of whichshe was too tired to analyze in that moment.“It’s one in the morning, Gage.” Lily blinked against the blinding light radiating from the screen of her smart phone. After four months in his employ, she should know better than to be surprised by a midnight phone call.“It’s nine a.m. in England.”“And we have a crisis on our hands?” She rolled over and brushed her hair out of her face, the cool sheets from the side of the bed that had been unoccupied chilling her slightly.“The sky isn’t falling, if that’s what you mean, but we have protesters lining the streets at our newest building site and I need a press release that will help cool things down.”“Now?”“Preferably before the mob tears down the foundation of our new hotel,” he bit out.Lily sat up and swung

Gage had never seen Lily look less than perfect. She always looked beautiful, even when she rushed into the office at two in the morning to handle some sort of media crisis. But in a dark navy blue gown with ruffled sleeves, a demure neckline and a back that dipped so low it ought to be illegal, she was stunning.Her hair was pinned to the side so that her curls cascaded over one shoulder, and didn’t cover any of the skin that was on display in the back of the gown. Her makeup was more dramatic than she usually wore to the office and her legs were bare, and on glorious show, the dress barely skimming her knees. And they were amazing legs.Gage’s libido kicked into gear, a reminder that he hadn’t had sex in a very long time. But business had been intense and when he hadn’t been focused on his various building projects he’d been handling Madeline’s big move into her new, off campus apartment. An apartment she hadn’t wanted, because she couldn’t afford it herself. But there was no way

It wasn’t the right time, it was easy for him to leave his date standing on the doorstep and go home without taking her to bed.There had been a lot of times in his life when pleasure had had to be deferred due to responsibility,. either because of his family or because of business. He was an expert at deferring pleasure if necessary.But this feeling, this hot surge of lust coursing through him, didn’t feel like something that could be deferred or denied.Her head jerked up, her dark eyes wide, her breath coming in short bursts. “That’s definitely not appropriate,” she whispered.“Maybe not, but I’m enjoying it.”She licked her lips, the slow, sensual movement hitting him like a punch to the gut. She looked down again, not saying anything, but leaning in a little bit closer, her breasts brushing his chest.Her eyes fluttered closed, her lips parted slightly and she swayed a bit in his arms. Then she went stiff, pulled back quickly, her brown eyes huge with shock.“Did you make all th