Silence stretched between us, thick and heavy, charged with a tension so sharp it felt like it could cut through the expensive air of the penthouse.Kiel stood by the bedroom door, one hand still resting on the handle, the other holding his suit jacket over his arm. He looked at me, his grey eyes dark and gleaming, like a predator who had just found out his prey was not only capable of running… but capable of biting back.“I undress for no one but myself,” I had said.And I meant every word.I stood my ground in the middle of the vast living room, my chin held high, the heavy wedding gown still clinging to my body like a second skin. I did not look away. I did not fidget. I let him look, let him study me, and made sure he saw exactly what I was: not a frightened bride, but a woman who had just walked into a war zone and was already planning her strategy.A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. It wasn’t the polite, charming smile he wore for the cameras. This was raw, unfiltered, and
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