The billionaire's unwanted bride
Let him snap the metal around my skin.
I looked at Alexander one last time.
He was crying.
The great Alexander Knight, billionaire CEO, the man who controlled boardrooms and made million-dollar deals to his will, was crying.
For me.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. Sorry for the marriage. Sorry for the lies. Sorry for believing this could work.
Sorry for falling in love with him
Morrison's hand closed around my elbow, guiding me away. Away from Alexander's desperate reaching hands.
The police station came back into focus. Noise rushing in like a tidal wave.