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He slid a ring box across the conference table like it was a tactical briefing. "Marry me. It's the only way to keep you alive." Carter Mitchell — ex-Marine, head of security, scarred in ways he won't talk about — looked at me like this was just another mission. But his hand was shaking. And when I said yes, something cracked behind those walls he's built so high. This marriage is fake. The way he looks at me when he thinks I'm not watching? That's terrifyingly real.