Page 40 of His Unwanted Bride

“What?”

Silas walked toward her.

“He believed I loved you and I would protect you even if you weren’t pregnant.”

“But you don’t… do you?”

“With my whole soul. With every breath I take. With every thought I have. I love you, Arabelle.”

“Silas,” she sobbed.

“I love you so fucking much I would stand up to my brother for you.”

“You love me. You’re not just saying it?”

He grabbed her around the waist. She wore her gown and her body felt cold against his.

“Would I?’

“No,” she smiled.

“I love you, Silas. I loved you I think since the first moment, I searched for you online. You scared me because you made me feel so much and I thought you hated me… because of my father.”

He lifted her chin.

“I tried not to. I tried to keep my hands off you. I tried to stay away from you. I had roses planted in this damn garden because you liked them… because you ruined me, Arabelle Knight. You found a soft spot in me even though I warned you not to.”

“I love you, Silas Knight.”

“Will you be my bride?’

“Wait. Did you and Elliot draw straws to see who would take one for the team and marry me? Tell me the truth.”

He pulled her up so his hardened cock pressed into her belly.

“I took one look at a picture of you, that was all and the thought of another man touching you filled me with a rage I didn’t understand. Now, will you be my wife, Arabelle?”

“Anytime.” She offered him that same smile he fell in love with.

He bent his head and kissed her sweet lips then picked her up and carried her back to bed.

She was always his. From that first moment. His to protect. His to love. His Bride.

The END

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