The slap came as a swift, controlled motion, the sound shocking as it cracked through the ballroom’s elegance.
Lillian’s head turned with the force, a faint red bloom appearing against her cheekbone.
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“Remove those medals,” my billionaire father demanded at my wedding—but before I could respond, my fiancé, a decorated four-star SEAL, stepped in and shut him down, turning the celebration into an unforgettable showdown no one saw coming.
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