The flashes of the cameras were blinding, white-hot bursts that burned behind Vennessa’s eyelids.Before her brain could fully process Ryan’s warning about page fourteen, she was pulled tightly against his side. The warmth of his hand resting firmly on her waist felt less like an embrace and more like a claim. She stiffened instinctively, but Ryan’s grip tightened, his thumb rubbing a slow, calculated circle against her hip through the fabric of her blazer. To anyone watching, it looked like a reassuring, deeply intimate gesture. To Vennessa, it felt like an iron shackle."Mr. Hayes! Look this way, please!" the photographer called out, the shutter clicking rapidly."Ryan, what are you doing?" Vennessa hissed through a frozen, practiced smile, her eyes watering from the light. "You said the announcement was tonight. I look like I’ve been running a marathon in a storm.""You look beautiful," Ryan replied smoothly, his voice pitched perfectly for her ears alone while his face remaine
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