The heavy oak door of the master suite clicked shut, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the cavernous, dimly lit room.Julian stood frozen in the center of the plush Persian rug, his chest heaving against the rigid boning of the corset. The reception had been a terrifying, suffocating blur of flashing cameras, clinking champagne glasses, and the constant, heavy weight of Victor’s hand resting on the small of his back.Through it all, Victor hadn't said a word about the veil. He had played the part of the stoic, powerful groom to absolute perfection, accepting congratulations from the city's elite, including his own son. Chase had even toasted them, a smug, arrogant grin on his face, completely oblivious to the fact that he was raising a glass to his ex-boyfriend.But now, the performance was over. They were alone in Victor’s private penthouse at the Sterling Estate.Julian’s hands shook violently as he reached up, his silk-gloved fingers fumbling with the intricate diamond pins holdi
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