As Boma glided down the aisle, her father's arm providing a steady anchor, her eyes were upon Donovan, waiting at the altar. Her heartbeat increased its pace. He was so imposing, yet so handsome. She could not take her eyes off him. A mixture of emotions surged within her, creating a tumultuous storm beneath her serene exterior.
At the sight of Donovan, a rush of conflicting emotions flooded her heart. His commanding presence and the depth of his gaze stirred a familiar blend of trepidation and a strange, inexplicable attraction within her. She recognized his powerful aura, yet within it, she detected a glimmer of vulnerability that touched her in unexpected ways.
His gaze seemed to penetrate her soul, and within that piercing intensity, Boma discerned a mix of affection and an undercurr
