Winter stared into Joshua's striking yet commanding eyes. A sudden tightness gripped her chest.The ambiguous hug brought her no comfort; instead, it left her consumed by a fear of being controlled."Let go of me!" Winter exclaimed, her eyes flaring with anger. "Joshua… I won't let you lay a hand on me!""You belong to me as my wife. Even if it's only two months, you are still mine." Joshua ignored her protests and pulled her closer. His chest rose and fell.Veins bulged across the back of his hand, exuding sheer dominance. "Is there anything wrong with me holding you?"Winter scoffed, a sharp, mocking glint flickering in her eyes. She longed to tear his hypocritical face to pieces."Well, don't just hold me. On a day this perfect, let's enter hand in hand and publicly declare our marriage. What do you say, Mr. Stroud?""Do you really want to?" Joshua asked, his voice low and measured. His eyes narrowed as he scrutinized her.Winter's gaze dimmed, and an inexplicable pang of bi
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