A Loveless Contract: Marrying My Secret Crush

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t. Patrick's Cathedral. He burst through the heavy oak side doors, his chest heaving, sweat beading on his forehe

the silk fabric of her bridesmaid dress so tightly her

rrell's shoulder. He leaned in, his voice a fr

tly locked into a hard, rigid line. His dark eyes narr

iarch of the Harrell family planted his gold-tipped cane

and shoved it into Add's hand. Add read the words. The blood drained

ered. Whispers spread through the

It beat so hard she could feel it in her

rows. "Fix this, Judge. I don't care if you have to pull a woman off the street. You will complete this ceremony.

wly loosened his custom Tom Ford tie. He turned his body, his shoulders sq

filled three journals with his name. She had watched him from

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and grabbed her wrist. "B

ls of her heavy, layered skirt and stepped ou

olished marble. The sound was d

r shock and disgust pressing against her skin, making it hard to

black suits stepped into t

e bodyguards and gave a single, sharp

her head back, forcing herself to meet Judge's eyes. His

ok, but she pushed the words out. "If you ju

sts at her sides. Her fingernails

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hedral. Add Harrell frowned, his eyes raking over

tion, quickly masked, crossed his features as he looked at her the way a

o her eyelashes. T

his mouth. He took a slow step down the stairs, stoppin

s Glover?" His voice was a low, gravelly s

She nodded once, a s

d before turning his head toward the s

dkerchief, fumbled with his Bible, and s

less diamond meant for Willa. He grabbed Blair's left hand.

ectly into p

e bride," the pr

firm, brushed the very corner of her mouth. It wasn't a real k

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brother, Mitch, stood in the doorway, his chest h