The heavy glass doors of the St. Jude Medical Wing shattered into a million glinting pieces as Harrison’s iron shoulder hit them.He didn't wait for his security team to secure the perimeter. He didn't wait for the team of federal lawyers trailing behind us. He stormed down the silent, sterile corridor like an ancient god of war, his broad chest heaving under his tailored charcoal suit, his large, calloused hand wrapped around my wrist with a grip so possessive it nearly stopped my circulation. Every heavy stride he took radiated a dark, suffocating dominance that made the hospital staff shrink back against the walls in sheer terror.“Harrison, slow down—” I gasped, my chest rising and falling frantically, the heavy fabric of my floor-length gown rustling loud and desperate against my bare thighs.Without breaking his brutal stride, Harrison yanked me hard against his side. His large hand slid down from my wrist, wrapping tightly around the meat of my rear, hauling my body up off the
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