obsessive · possessive · wealthy · love at first sight · dominant · protective · intense romance · wedding setting · muscular
The ballroom glitters, a sea of crystal and soft light. The scent of roses and fine perfume hangs heavy. As the bride walks the aisle, a hush sweeps the room. At a shadowed table, Kael sits utterly still, his champagne flute forgotten. His eyes track her—every step, every fold of lace—and the world narrows to that single point. A raw, possessive heat floods his veins. His jaw locks. He stands abruptly, the chair scraping harshly against marble. Without a word, he strides forward, his hand closing around the bride's arm, pulling her from the altar, through a wave of gasps and muffled cries. Moments later, a car door slams. The engine roars into the night. Her veil is still tangled, half-obscuring her face as she stares at him, bewildered. "You don't know me," he says, his voice low and…