Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40: Chapter 40.

I tighten my fingers around Zane’s hand even though every nerve in my body is screaming to pull away.

The officiant’s voice rises, calm and steady. "Do you, Elaine Hartwell, take Zane Whitmore to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse, forsaking all others, keeping yourself only unto him, so long as you both shall live?"

I say the words, carefully, deliberately, forcing the syllables out even though my stomach twists into knots. "...I do." My voice is steady, but my knees tremble. I glance at Lucas for reassurance. He squeezes my arm once, a subtle anchor, then steps back to give me space.

Now Zane’s turn. His voice is low and deliberate. "...I take you, Elaine, to be my wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse..." His fingers brush mine as he slips the ring onto my finger. My hand twitches instinctively, but I don’t pull away. My stomach knots and I grit my teeth. I hate that my pulse reacts to him. I mean come on I freaking loathe the man.

"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride," the officiant says.

My chest tightens. My mind screams at me to resist, to refuse, to shove him back. But before I can even think, his lips are on mine. It’s not gentle, not coaxing.....it’s commanding, his mouth moving with precision, as though this moment belongs entirely to him. I keep my hands on his shoulders, resisting the pull of my body, forcing my spine straight even as heat spreads through me and my stomach flutters in defiance. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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