The ceremony was a blur to me. All I may take into consideration was Mary’s hand in mine, trembling like a leaf.

When it got here time to kiss her, I lifted her veil gently, ensuring to not rip or tear it. I bent down and dropped a chaste kiss on her lips. A fast kiss, barely a brush of the lips. She gave a bit of sigh as my lips touched hers, and that softness went proper to my cock.

I’d not push my darkness on her. As a substitute, I’d shove it down deep, like I at all times did. Mary wanted defending, not tough dealing with. I needed to come up with myself.

However after we have been pronounced husband and spouse, in English so Mary may perceive, too, I felt a darkish thrill of triumph.

* * *

On the reception, Andrei got here as much as stand subsequent to me, handing me a glass of wine however saying nothing.

“What made you determine to get married?” he requested.

“Dmitri wants a mom,” I mentioned, as a result of I had no intention of telling him the actual purpose.

Andrei’s sharp eye flashed to my face.

“Fascinating,” he mentioned. “As a result of I may have sworn you at all times mentioned you had no intention of getting remarried.”

I pressured myself to not transfer my eyes from his face. “I modified my thoughts,” I mentioned.

However Andrei wasn’t probably the most feared interrogator in Russia for nothing.

His eyes narrowed, contemplating me, his mind flicking by way of the probabilities.

Then he received up abruptly from the desk, stalking over to the place Cerise was speaking to a number of the friends. He put one massive hand on the desk beside her and mentioned, “Include me, spouse.”

Then he flipped Cerise round to face him, his palms grabbing and twisting her costume.

He twisted so viciously that the material tightened round her physique, making her gasp for breath.

In fact, nobody dared to intrude. Coming between the Bratva Angel and his spouse was harmful.

Her face appeared fully unsurprised, however I may see her chew her lip.

Shit. Andrei had guessed the reality.

I may see his palms tighten on the nape of her neck as he led her firmly out the door.

* * *

I reminded myself that I used to be not like my nephew. Tonight can be my marriage ceremony evening. I’d behave with tenderness and consideration with my spouse. I scanned the reception space rapidly, however I didn’t see her.

I’d behave with tenderness and consideration in direction of my spouse.

Wherever she had gone.

I hoped she wasn’t hiding from me. There was no have to. I may management myself.

22

MARY

It’s my marriage ceremony day, and I’m sitting in an alcove within the hallway, tucked again in far sufficient that no one can see me. I can hear the blissful chatter of voices and clinks of silverware and glassware from my marriage ceremony reception as they drift down the hallway. I do know I’ll have to return and reduce my marriage ceremony cake. However proper now I’m hugging my arms to my costume, attempting to manage my panic. Frederik and the Petrovics are so highly effective that the marriage had been full of individuals, all congratulating him and me. I’m wondering if all of them can’t think about why he selected me, only a plain, gangly American with pale pores and skin and barely any curves.

Abruptly, I hear a rustling and a smooth thump sound.

I look up and down the hallway. It’s Andrei and Cerise.

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