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Bridget quickly diverted his attention by asking, "Did I take too long?" "No," Taylor replied. Bridget sat down close to Taylor, playfully nudging her shoulders against his. "Where's the whot?" she asked, looking towards him. "Look over there," he pointed, and Bridget got up, her buttocks swaying enticingly as she walked towards where he kept the whot. Taylor watched her intently. Initially, he hadn't paid much attention to her. Bridget picked up the whot and returned, sitting even closer to Taylor. Suddenly, her phone rang, and it was in her bag. She stood up and walked to another chair, opening her bag. Surprisingly, it was Larisa herself who was calling. Bridget didn't want to answer the

“I, Alpha Atticus Greenway, claim Luna Viviane Sinclair Greenway as my chosen mate to love and protect. May the goddess bless our bond and expand the days in our lives together in harmony and peace until the day she calls our wolves back to the Moon.” I’m lost in her beautiful brown eyes, “I promise you I will protect you with my life, sweetheart, and that I will endeavor each day to honor my vows to be the best husband and partner for you. You will not need anything else but my care and love.” Viviane's eyes welled in tears, “Atticus, I already have everything I want. You, my love, I chose you. May the goddess bless our union and bond us for life.”

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Despite the initial arrangement, Alexander had grown genuinely fond of Bridget and gifted her the necklace on her birthday. But the next time Alexander saw that necklace, it was on national news. Victor Blackwell, had publicly gifted the amulet to Bridget during the grand opening of one of his firms. The media portrayed it as though Victor had procured the necklace himself, enhancing the narrative of their romantic involvement. Bridget and Victor became the trending couple, their story splashed across tabloids and news channels. Alexander, who had yet to make his relationship with Bridget public, watched the spectacle unfold with a mix of anger and betrayal.

Beatrice After what feels like hours of dancing, my legs have turned to jelly. They might give out any second. This time, Silas is the one to scoop me up into his arms and I melt into him. We leave the pulsing chaos of the club, slipping behind dense bushes and towering trees that seem to guard a secret. Nestled there, almost swallowed by the lush greenery, is a sleek condo. I didn't realize just how sprawling this island really was. Silas's offhand comment about Atticus living here suddenly makes sense; this isn't just a getaway, it's their private home.

I replied. “Mhm. Name one thing in this room prettier than me.” “The exit. Because you walked through it earlier.” She snorted. “That was so bad it circled back to being cute.” We walked out together, fingers brushing but not fully holding our public space compromise. Bridgerton isn’t exactly the place you start holding hands without looking around first. When we got outside, the sky was that deep evening purple that looks like a velvet cloth God accidentally dropped. Sienna squeezed my wrist gently. “You okay? You were quiet today.”

She raised her hand to knock but paused a while listening to the loud conversation from inside. “Is Sean here yet?” “No, lady Sophie.” The young lady whined and screamed frustrated, “Make my hair again, I'm sure he's coming.” The young lady, Sophie, is the daughter of Minister Logan, a powerful and influential figure. Sophie is deeply infatuated with Sean and believes he is the perfect match for her. She is determined to make him hers, regardless of his feelings. “I will dress so beautiful that he won't be able to take his eyes off me.” She muttered to herself, her smile wide and bright.

She’d been scrolling without really seeing—headlines, faces, noise—until one name punched straight through the fog. Ethan Voss. Her thumb stopped. She leaned in, heart stuttering once before picking up speed. The headline was bold. Merciless. WEDDING SHATTERED: BEST MAN EXPOSES BRIDE’S AFFAIR AT ALTAR — VOSS HEIR WALKS OUT MID-CEREMONY Mia’s breath left her in a sharp, disbelieving laugh. “Oh my God.” She clicked. Photos loaded. Grainy and clear. Ethan was standing rigid at the altar. Liam froze beside Evelyn. Evelyn’s face caught mid-collapse—white, horrified, undone.

he started, "technically, yes." My chest tightened, a dull ache radiating from my heart. "What do you mean 'technically'?" "I mean that Bridget Lorraine is a constant fixture," Ilya explained, his eyes fixed on the dark liquid in his cup. "She is seen with him at every Gala, every fundraiser, and every high-society ball. There have been dozens of sightings of them out on what the press calls 'dates.' Bridget has made it clear on every social media outlet and to every gossip columnist that she will be marrying into the Vitale family. It’s an open secret."

"Billionaire CEO Christopher Zane confirms marriage to Anastasia Reed, owner of Chapter & Verse Books. The couple wed in a private ceremony and are looking forward to building their life together. They request privacy during this time." Short. Professional. Completely inadequate for describing the complicated reality of our relationship. My phone started buzzing almost immediately. Claire grabbed it from my hands before I could see the notifications piling up. "No," she said firmly, holding it out of reach. "You are not reading comments and articles and social media posts for the next eight hours. We have a bookstore to run, and you spiraling into anxiety isn't going to help anyone." "I need