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Serafina Marazona The early morning sunlight spilled through the bedroom windows, painting long golden lines across the sheets. I remained where I was, staring at the ceiling without truly seeing it. Sleep had come in broken pieces throughout the night, interrupted by memories of locked doors, Cassandra’s questions, Vincenzo’s silence, and the promise I had made simply to survive. Now that I had made it back to the estate alive, another battle waited for me. I had given my word, and whether it had been made under threat or not, I had no intention of pretending it had never happened. If I wanted Vincenzo to treat me as something more than a frightened girl hidden behind his name, then I h

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"I hate to say this but it means that the entire clan of the Bridgertons is going to protect you by all means, Ms. Clarkson." he retorted. "and it might not end well for both of us. So, if you want us to protect you from getting killed by those wolves, cooperate with us before it's gonna be too late." Mr. Bridgerton's statement even worried me the most. I did not completely understand everything he said but I don't want to die either just because I discovered their secrets.

she mused, "why is Eleanor owing Élan Luxe?" Adrian lifted a brow at the question. Scarlett tapped a manicured finger against the armrest. "That bit of information was unexpected. Her family is, or at least was one of the elites. When did things go so wrong for her?" Adrian let out a quiet chuckle, resting his elbows on his knees. "Ah, now that’s an interesting story." Scarlett leaned in slightly, and Adrian didn’t keep her waiting. “Her husband,” he began, pouring himself a fresh glass of whiskey, “is Charles Sinclair the youngest son of Sinclair Industries.”

💍 CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE — THE SECRET BRIDE The city woke slowly. Morning light spilled across the penthouse, touching the walls in gold and amber. For the first time since Amara had entered Dante Knight’s world, the silence didn’t feel dangerous. It felt peaceful. Amara stood in the kitchen, barefoot, holding a mug of tea she had barely touched. Her thoughts were loud, replaying everything from the night before—his confession, the kiss, the way he had looked at her like she was no longer a weakness but a decision.

Natalie announced as she walked into her room, she was ready and looked so pretty in her simple yet so beautiful bridesmaid dress, both she and Grace were her bridesmaid. "I can't believe the bride is still not ready," Grace said as she walked in to, she had a similar style to Natalie, Grace had cried so hard when she had found out what happened only after everything was settled, she had been much too busy that she had turned her phone off to concentrate on studies and passing her semester exams and she only heard about what happened three weeks after, she had beaten herself up for not checking up on them and promised that it won't happen again, of course, Natalie didn't let her see the end

Two weeks ago, her boyfriend, Mark… At the thought of his name Cassandra broke down fighting back tears. He must have seen the news. She is sure it's everywhere already. The only granddaughter of Black Hastings will be getting married to Sebastian Spenser. Will he resent her? Will he think she knew about this and plan all along? Though She and Mark had not exchanged the 'I love you' yet she is sure they're getting there. With one year of being with him, what she felt is similar to love. She must find a way to contact him. Her phone was taken away as soon as the wedding processes started.

ASTRID “I now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” The cheers from the guests after the priest declared those words rang aloud in my head. It was the day I became Jakob Carlsen’s wife. I was overwhelmed with joy. Who wouldn’t? It wasn’t everyday you got to be the wife of the Chief Operating Officer of SolarTech Industries worldwide. I turned to look at Jakob, taking in the sweet lines of his handsome face. This man was mine forever. It was almost too hard to believe.

Chapter 19: The Ink on her Skin The air between us felt charged, and I couldn't ignore the magnetic pull that seemed to intensify in Gabby's presence. The room was filled with tension as Gabby prepared to strip, leaving me contemplating the unexpected turn of events. The atmosphere crackled with unspoken anticipation as Gabby's movements became deliberate, casting a spell over me. As Gabby inched closer, I couldn't escape the intoxicating aroma that surrounded her. The scent, a blend of warm cinnamon and roses, enveloped me, leaving my senses stimulated.

He was halfway through the infrastructure investment update when the door opened. Everyone looked. Kate Bridgerton walked in. She was twelve minutes late, which was unusual enough that it registered. She was also wearing a charcoal suit that Seris did not recognize, which meant she had bought it recently. Her hair was up. She had a leather folder under one arm and the expression of someone who knew she was late and had decided that how you entered a room mattered more than when. "My apologies," she said, to the room and no one specifically. "Medical situation in the family. I appreciate your patience."