Yarely Botello

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Like a puppet, I’m turned to face my groom, his finger nudges beneath my chin, forcing my head up, but he’s a blur through the tears. Then I blink, and my sight focuses on the man in front of me. Not Christos. OH. MY. GOD. Nikolas.
Taken by a Sinner (Sinners, #1)
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