ElenaAs the words left his mouth, the room fell into a suffocating silence—thick, heavy, pressing in on my chest. His touch still lingered, warm against my skin, his eyes still locked onto mine with an intensity that made it impossible to breathe.A part of me wanted to pretend I’d misheard him. But my body knew better. Every nerve, every pulse beneath my skin knew exactly what he’d said.“W-what?” The word slipped out anyway, fragile and disbelieving.A slow, knowing smile curled onto his lips at my confusion. Then he leaned in—too close—his mouth brushing mine so lightly it barely counted as a touch.I held my breath.Too soft. Too intimate. Too dangerously eager for a man who was supposed to want nothing to do with me.“You heard me, princess,” he murmured, his voice low, smooth, dragging over my senses, “This wedding isn’t happening. You’ve already won.”“How… how do you know it won’t happen?” I stammered, my voice betraying me. “Dad would never allow that. He wants this.”His fi
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