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... hat was enough to make her want to forget all senses and fall into his arms. He sounded like he always was, just not quite a command, but more like a pull she could not resist.
Ilaria hesitated, her pulse a nervous flutter in her throat as she carefully stepped closer, her slippers whispering against the marble. When she stopped before him, he reached up and, with surprising gentleness, brushed his fingers along the edge of her veil, making her freeze where she stood.
The touch w ...
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