Rory’s hands trembled slightly as she smoothed down her elegant cream-colored dress. The high neckline successfully hid most of Jax’s marks, but every time the fabric brushed against her skin, she remembered his mouth, his teeth, his hands claiming her.She hated how much she craved more.The front doors opened and Julian Voss stepped inside like he already owned the place. Tall, impeccably dressed in a tailored navy suit, with sharp features and cold blue eyes. He was handsome in a polished, almost artificial way. Everything about him screamed wealth and control.“Darling,” Julian said smoothly, taking her hand and pressing a dry kiss to her knuckles. “You look beautiful as always.”Rory forced a smile. “Julian. I wasn’t expecting you until this evening.”“I rearranged my schedule. We have wedding details to finalize.” His grip on her hand tightened just a fraction too much. “Your father wants this alliance sealed quickly.”From the corner of the hallway, Rory felt the burn of anothe
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