The Tycoon's Virgin Bride - Part 1 (The Corskovi Dynasty) by King Ann

Author:King, Ann [King, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-17T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Hannah Steeles became breathless as her eyes focused on Andre Corskovi’s sinfully sexy lips. Had he just proposed to her? Had she heard correctly?

She was sure her senses were deluding her. After all, she’d just had the most traumatic, or humiliating, day of her life. There she was in her wedding gown in a limo with the man who should have given her away but instead had decided he wanted her for himself. And who could blame him? She was about to engage in a convenient marriage with a jerk that forgot to mention that he was already married.

Her pulse raced and her mind reeled with confusion.

She squeezed her eyes shut when the lump in her throat became unbearable.

“You okay, Hannah?”

She nodded but she felt as if she were having a panic attack.

“Andre…I…” She wanted him badly but could she jump from one man to another so soon?

“I…this is all so sudden. I mean to go through this again…”

Andre leaned over and pressed his soft lips to hers. “Shh.”

Oh, he was so irresistible. Even the way he quietly shushed her.

She pulled back as hard as that was for her to do.

“No, Andre. I really am grateful for you wanting to save my face with the guests in the chapel and all but…I don’t want to be a pity bride.”

What was she saying? The words were spewing out from her lips yet she did not believe them. She wanted to retract them. Andre was the most adorable sex god she’d ever laid eyes on. He took her breath away every moment of the day. He starred in her deepest fantasies. Oh, God! She wanted him badly. The mind blowing sex they’d experienced was, oh, so delicious. Addictive.

But no way in hell did she want to come off as cheap or desperate. Bouncing from one groom to another groom in the same day. She just couldn’t do that to herself. And her mother. What would her mother think? Her ailing mother had been through enough heartache in her life struggling to raise Hannah on her own on a pauper’s salary.

Hannah also didn’t want to dishonor the memory of her late step-uncle who made all of this possible. She wouldn’t want to come off as a wedding-whore. Whatever that was.

“What’s the matter, baby?” Andre whispered in her ear. His voice hoarse. She could tell he was turned on. “I thought this is what you wanted.”

“Andre…I…I care so much about you.” I love you to death. “But I think we’re both caught up in the moment. I don’t want to have one of those celebrity whirlwind weddings.”

Lord knows that people could get carried away by the whole Vegas scene. Gambling and fast weddings. She remembered Britney Spears infamous 2004 nuptials. Spears had done a similar elopement with a friend of hers and the marriage lasted only fifty-five hours!

Of course, she was no Britney Spears and she didn’t have a PR team or money or fame to back her up. But that was the whole power, or magic, of the Vegas spirit.

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