Chapter 02
I stared at my reflection in the hotel mirror, lipstick smeared, faint bruises blooming at my hips where Daniel’s hands had held me. The evidence of last night clung to me—under my skin, between my thighs.
I was supposed to be a bride today. A glowing, radiant bride.
Instead, I was shaking as I slipped into my gown, wondering if anyone would notice that I’d been thoroughly f****d against a stone wall just hours ago.
A knock on the door startled me.
“Babe?” Michael’s voice, muffled through the door. “You ready? Breakfast downstairs.”
I cleared my throat. “Just about!”
Breakfast. My stomach twisted. The thought of sitting across from Daniel, pretending nothing happened, felt impossible. But when I stepped into the suite, that’s exactly what I had to do.
He was there, alrea
