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He kissed her. It was only when they crossed the threshold, when the heavy church doors closed behind them... Julian turned her then, one hand lifting to her cheek with a care so deliberate it stole her breath. His thumb traced the familiar line beneath her eye, reverent rather than possessive, as though confirming she was real. For one suspended heartbeat, he rested his forehead against hers. “Mine,” he said quietly.. “Always,” she answered, just as softly. He kissed her. Not the chaste brush that society allowed. Not the performance expected of a Duke. It was restrained, but unmistakable. A kiss of hunger mastered by will... His mouth lingered just long enough to tell her—and only her—that every wall had fallen. When he drew back, Emma felt unmoored, her breath unsteady, her awareness narrowed entirely to him. 📚 Start reading now on Kindle Unlimited. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GQTVHDTN