Page 12 of His Stolen Bride

This time it’s me that laughs.

“I mean, look at him. He’s rushing to marry you.” She tries to spin this into something it’s not. People do that when they're scared. “He looks at you so … so—”

“Heated,” Leo fills in.

“Exactly.” Gianna finally smiles. “He’s rushing because he wants to make you his.”

I sigh. “That man is rushing me to try and save his own life. It has nothing to do with me. If it wasn't for our last name, I’d be dead or tossed out hours ago.”

Her face falls, the smile fading away.

What I said is the truth. She needs to hear it. So, do I.

I can’t allow myself to believe anything else.

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