The Hidden Bride

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as a

den b

whispered under candlelight. Just a quiet ceremony

zo De

, the leader of an empire built on blood, power, and control. He was a

were too great, and in the end, the price had been he

ad never been

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re

ark. Da

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voice was deep, contro

against the fabric of h

didn't reach his eyes. He took another

es

close enough that she could smell the faint traces of expens

but she forced herself to hold

ver so slightly. The touch was barely there, but it se

eath h

lo

her throat, yet something inside her

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between them, he

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