Aria's POVThe words hung in the air like a death sentence.“You’re not the one I paid for.”My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack them. Romanov Sleigh stood inches away from me, towering, his presence swallowing the entire room. Up close, he was even more devastating than the blurry photos I’d seen online—sharp jawline, cold gray eyes that seemed to cut right through lies, and a face carved by both power and danger. The kind of man who didn’t need to raise his voice to make people tremble.I forced myself to breathe.“I… I don’t know what you mean,” I lied, my voice barely above a whisper.His fingers were still holding the edge of my veil, now pushed back over my hair. Slowly, too slowly, he let it go. The silk whispered against my shoulders. His gaze never left my face, studying me like I was a problem he needed to solve—or eliminate.“Don’t insult my intelligence,” he said, his voice low and dangerously calm. “I may not have met my intended brid
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