Lost Heiress 2
They went down the stairs to the ballroom in slow steps, Julian holding Alina’s hand the entire time all eyes were on them. On her, mostly. Julian knew she was capable of blinding everyone with her beauty just as she had blinded him. By the small tremor of her hand, Julian was afraid she was going to cower back to the room. He squeezed it once, a movement that drew her gaze to him. “You’re perfect,” Julian whispered in her ear. “And everything is going to be alright. I’m right here with you.” She smiled at him, a small smile before she looked ahead of herself, to the people gasping and waiting for her to join them. Julian had been mistaken when he had thought his mate was going to hide herself. On the contrary, she stood in front of the guests with a smile of courtesy, and nodded at the
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