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He slid his hand beneath my dress, forcefully tearing away my thong, and I spread my legs.

“Fuck, you’re soaked already.” His gaze flickered over my face as I squirmed under his touch, and his mischievous smirk returned. “Let me love you forever.”

Our clothes fell away in a frenzy of need, even knowing thatoutside the door, everyone we cared for waited with my fiancé. He reached into his pocket to grab a condom and rolled it on. Using my wetness, he ran his dick between my slick lips as he kissed me, capturing my gasp as he slid in, and I stretched to accommodate him.

“Reese!” I cried out.

“Good girl.” Reese moved with me. “Just take it like you always do.”

I clung to him, desperately trying to memorize every touch, every kiss, every inch of his skin against mine.

“Yes.”I hoped this temporary surrender would bring Reese peace when he saw me walk down the aisle. “Yes!”

Our bodies moved in a familiar, frantic rhythm. He repeated my name as I felt my body tighten, heat curling and building in my gut with each thrust as he fucked me with no mercy.

“I love you,” he murmured, repeating it like a chant. “You’re under my skin, deep in my heart. I’ll never let you go.”

He will hate me forever for what I’m going to do.

Reese was so thick; I felt him everywhere, his thrust sloppy against me in his desperation, and I leaned back, moving his hair from his face.

“I love you,” I allowed myself to say finally. I hated it was too late.

He played with my throbbing clit, shifting my leg over his shoulder. His intensity suffocated me, leaving me breathless. I touched his cheek and felt his steady spirit.

“Don’t ever doubt how I feel about you,” I whispered.

Reese leaned closer, slowing his strokes, but making sure to keep hitting my G-spot. My mind short-circuited as he brought us closer to the end. I panted heavily, lifting my hips, winding them in a circular motion as I came down to meet him.

“You gotta trust me. Trust the plan. Now cum for me. Only me.”

It was sudden—almost violent. I screamed Reese’s name and scratched at his suit, wishing I could leave marks on his skin. Hecame right after, crashing into me, and I savored his moans as we tried to catch our breath.

“You’ll never get rid of me. I’m here.” He placed a finger on my chest above my heart. “I’m in your heart,forever.”

Someone knocked on the door.

CHAPTER 1

Laurene

PRESENT DAY—SIX YEARS LATER

“Welcome back, Miss King.”She had a plastic smile, but her voice was cold and formal. She knew my name,everyonehere did, but the way she said it made my skin prickle.

The flight from Paris was awful; leaving my little sanctuary only to return to… What? My mess?

Bags in hand, I stepped out of the jet.

The cold northern California air hit me like a wall, salty and familiar. There was a bone-chilling silence, like the world was holding its breath.

No crowd. No welcoming committee. No angry pitchforks or protesters, like I’d half expected.

All I heard was the hum of the engines slowing and my pulse thudding in my ears.

I was finally home.

“Mrs. King, we need to ask your daughter a few questions,” the detective said.

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