Claimed by My Ex’s Uncle
When he finally lowered my feet back to the marble floor, he rested his forehead against mine, his dark silver eyes blazing with a fierce, intoxicating passion.
"You're officially Mrs. Vance," Julian growled low against my mouth, a dark, breathless smile breaking across his lips. "And there's no going back."
"I never want to go back," I murmured, wrapping my arms tight around his neck.
Hand in hand, we turned toward our guests, stepping down the floral aisle together as husband and wife, Co-CEOs of an unbeatable empire, and absolute sovereigns of our own destiny.