Chapter 19
The day before the wedding, Sophia sat at the vanity in the bridal suite, her fingertips tracing the diamonds on her wedding dress. The sun was shining, and staff bustled outside, preparing for the ceremony. Everything seemed perfect.
A soft knock came at the door.
“Princess?” Alexander entered, holding a cup of warm herbal tea and a small, elegant velvet box. He was dressed in a well- fitted black suit, his eyes impossibly gentle.
“You barely touched your breakfast,” he said, placing the cup beside her.
Sophia looked up, a small smile on her lips. “Is this Alexander’s way of disciplining me?”
“I wouldn’t dare.” He leaned down and handed her the box. “I’m just worried you’ll be hungry.”
Sophia opened the box. Inside were exquisite pieces of Italian chocolate.
“I heard you used to love the chocolates from this shop,” Alexander said softly. “I had them flown in from Milan.”
Sophia paused, surprised. She was about to speak when the estate’s security alarm began to shriek.
“What’s going on?” Alexander frowned, immediately pressing his earpiece. “Security, report.”
A frantic voice came through. “Mr. Alexander, the system is breached! All surveillance and access controls are down!” Alexander’s face changed. “Princess, stay here. Don’t move.” He hurried out, giving sharp orders in the hallway.
Before she could react, the suite door was pushed open soundlessly.
A tall figure stood in the doorway, his black trench coat still carrying the chill of the night.
Vincent.
Sophia shot to her feet, knocking over a bottle of perfume. The sound of shattering glass was jarring.
“Vincent?” She couldn’t believe it. “How did you get in?”
Vincent didn’t answer, just stared at her, a dark fire burning in his eyes.
“You’re coming with me,” he said, his voice raw.
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