Marrying My Ex 19

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Chapter 19

Back in the penthouse the setting sun painted the sky in shades of
orange and bruised purple. Anissa stood in the cavernous walk-in closet,
a glass of deep red wine in her hand. The confrontation on Fifth Avenue
had left a humming energy under her skin a mixture of triumph and
exhaustion Tonight was the Snow family's annual summer dinner in the
Hamptons-another battlefield, and she needed her armor.

Harding leaned against the doorframe, watching her. He had shed his
jacket and tie, and the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up, revealing
his powerful forearms, The question he'd asked in the car still hung
between them, unanswered and potent.

He chuckled, a low, dark sound of genuineamusement that seemed to
acknowledge her lie without challenging it. "Well," he said. "You're a very
fast learner.”

He walked into the closet, the space suddenly feeling smaller, more
charged. He moved past her and took a gown from the rack. It was a
crimson gown, the fabric like liquid fire. The one she had been
contemplating, the one that felt like a declaration of war. The color of
blood and retribution

"Wear this one," he said, his voice close to her ear, "It's appropriate for
tonight's battlefield ."

She took the dress from him the heavy, soft fabric cool against her
fingers. He didn't see her as a victim to be protected. He saw her as a
fellow warrior. The realization settled a profound sense of calm in her
chest.

When she emerged from the dressing room, she was transformed. The
crimson fabric clung to her like a second skin and her skin seemed to
glow against the dark fabric. She looked in the mirror and saw a queen,
cold and untouchable

Harding approached from behind a familiar velvet box in his hand. He
opened it, revealing a magnificent ruby necklace, its stones like frozen
drops of blood. He fastened it around her neck himself, his fingers
brushing against her skin sending a shiver down her spine The air
between them grew thick heavy with unspokenthings.

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He leaned in his lips hoveringjust beside her ear. “fonight, he whispered
his breath warm against her skin "no matter what happens no matter
what they say, you remember who you are. You are the matriarch of the
Snow family. No one gets to touch you. No one.”

She met his eyes in the mirror, their reflections intertwined. She gave a
firm, resolute nod.

The drive to the Hamptons was silent, the city lights givingway to the
dark, winding roads of Long Island. The Snow family estate was a
sprawling beacon of light and power, a fortress on the edge of the dark
Atlantic. The driveway was already lined with Bentleys and Rolls-Royces,
a testament to the power gathered there tonight

The moment Anissa stepped out of the car on Harding's arm, a hush fell
over the chattering crowd on the grand terrace. Every eye was on them.
She could feel the weight of their gazes-a mixture of curiosity, envy, and
contempt, all of it held in check by the raw, undisguisedfear they had for
the man beside her.

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