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Anna’s POV I woke up the next morning with Jeremy’s arm wrapped tightly around my waist and a cold, heavy diamond ring sparkling on my left hand. For the first time in months, there were no dark clouds hanging over us. No scandal headlines, no bitter family drama, and no court dates. Just the quiet morning light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling glass of our Star Island bedroom. "Morning, fiancee," Jeremy mumbled against my neck, his voice thick with sleep. "Fiance?" I turned around in his arms, a massive smile breaking across my face. "It still feels completely surreal." "Get used to it," Jeremy grinned, pulling me closer and kissing my forehead. "Because I'm never letting you go." Our peaceful moment was cut short three seconds later when the private elevator doors chimed downstairs, followed by the sound of rapid, echoing footsteps.

Anna’s POVJeremy’s mouth moved against mine with that slow, deliberate hunger that always made my stomach drop like I was falling from a great height. His tongue slid past my lips, tasting of the champagne Julian had insisted on pouring for our victory toast, and I moaned into him before I could stop myself.“Shhh,” he breathed against my mouth, but his hands were already pushing the thin strap of my slip dress off my shoulder. The cool cabin air hit my heated skin and I shivered, arching up into him.“Jeremy, they’re right—” I started, but his lips cut me off again, trailing down my jaw to that spot just below my ear that made my toes curl.“Don’t care,” he murmured, his stubble scraping deliciously against my neck. “Been watching you all week. Watching you own that stage. Watching you make grown men stammer. Do you have any idea what that does to me, Anna?”His hips pressed into mine and I felt exactly what it did to him. Hard and thick against my thigh. My breath caught.“Tell me,”

Anna’s POV"Left! A little to the left, Jeremy! Don't you dare let that rear bumper touch the wall!"Jeremy grunted, his massive biceps bulging under his black t-shirt as he pushed my favorite custom hypercar prototype slowly into position across the gleaming white epoxy floor of our new showroom garage."Anna, baby," Jeremy panted, letting out a heavy laugh as he finally engaged the emergency handbrake. "I lift three-hundred-pound defensive linemen for a living, but moving your tool chests and car collection is giving me a full-body workout.""That is a three-million-dollar custom carbon-fiber body," I smiled, stepping over to him with a microfiber towel tucked into the back pocket of my denim shorts. "If you scratch the paint, I'll have to charge you full shop rates, quarterback.""Is that so?" Jeremy asked, his dark eyes sparkling with playful mischief.Before I could dodge him, he grabbed my waist with both hands, lifted me right off the garage floor, and set me down gently on the

Anna’s POVThe warm Atlantic breeze carried the scent of salt water and fresh white orchids through the open glass doors of my bridal suite.Outside on the Key Biscayne lawn, a soft string quartet was playing a smooth, acoustic version of our favorite song. Marcus stood behind me, hands on his hips, tears already glistening in his eyes before I’d even put my shoes on."If you start crying now, Marcus, I swear I’m going to ruin my eye makeup," I laughed softly, smoothing down the front of my silk wedding gown."I can't help it, Anna!" Marcus dabbed his nose with a handkerchief. "Look at you! You built an empire, survived your crazy family, and now you're marrying the Season MVP on a private oceanfront cliff. You look like a literal queen."Noah tapped gently on the open doorframe, wearing a sharp black suit and a white rose pinned to his lapel. "Miss Spears, the guests are seated. Coach Vance and the team are in the front row. It’s time."I took a deep, steadying breath. My heart was p

Anna’s POV"Home sweet home, Mrs. Harden," Jeremy said, throwing open the glass double doors of our Key Biscayne estate.The humid Miami air wrapped around us like a warm blanket, carrying the familiar scent of palm trees and ocean salt. I dropped my leather tote bag onto the marble foyer floor and sank onto the bench, letting out a long, happy breath."I can't believe two weeks went by that fast," I said, kicking off my sandals and wiggling my toes. "Part of me wanted to stay on that island forever.""Hey," Jeremy chuckled, dropping our heavy luggage by the staircase and walking over to me. He crouched down between my knees, wrapping his arms around my waist and looking up at me with those deep brown eyes. "We can go back whenever you want. But you know you'd get bored after a month without your wrenches and engine blocks."I laughed, running my fingers through his hair. "Okay, fair point. I was already checking my work emails on the flight back.""I know you were," Jeremy smiled, le