The mayor tried to ruin me at the altar—until the pastor spoke a single name that brought the entire ceremony to a halt

understand me. He was asking to calculate his own risk. The betrayal I had felt when he watched me get dragged across the floor solidified into a cold, hard knot of disgust.

“I told you what I needed to tell you, Julian,” I said, my voice shaking as I pushed my good hand against the cold marble floor. My left shoulder flared with a blinding, hot pain,continue reading …