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**AD-TEAM** · Yesterday, 06:41 PM

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Quote:I was meant to be his.
My choice, my opinion didn't matter - my father's did.
And I needed to escape my gloomy fate before Artem put the ring on my wedding finger.
I couldn't deny that he hit all the right buttons, though.
Tall, Russian, grey eyes and a resilience unfound in another man.
He was choosing my marriage dress when all hell broke loose in his hideout.
I set it on fire and I didn't regret it.
I was an adult and I could make my own decisions.
It didn't matter that he was quite the eye-candy and my type - I wasn't going to marry a man with a heart of stone.
And I had just one chance to make that happen.
After subjugating myself to the O'Sullivan - my fiancé's rivals - I knew that he was going to come claim me back with blazing eyes.
Despite knowing that I cried every night, he was unrelenting in locking my life to his.

Category:Romance, Other Romance Categories, African American and Multicultural Romance