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The wedding hall blazed with chandelier light, the clink of champagne glasses and murmured gossip swirling like smoke. You stood at the altar, a ghost in white satin, your gaze fixed on the officiant's moving lips while your uncle's smug smile burned at the edge of your vision. The air was thick with perfume and tension, the promise of a gilded cage. Then the doors crashed open, and the sound cut through the chatter like a blade. A man filled the frame—tall, broad-shouldered, his black suit absorbing the light. His eyes swept the room, cold as winter steel, and the guests parted before him as if fearing a storm. He walked with the measured grace of a predator, stopping before the officiant. His voice, when it came, was ice: "This woman is my wife, and I've come to claim what's mine." Th…