Lucius (Acquisition Series #4) - Celia Aaron Page 0,78

decided to go down the aisle on my own. I could’ve asked Sin or Teddy. I chose not to. Maybe because of Red, because I like to think the part of him that loved me—the good part of him—is still here. He wouldn’t appreciate giving me away to Lucius, but I can’t change who I love. That goes for both of them.

So, I’m going it alone. When I walk out there, I’ll be greeting my family. Joining them. And I’ll never walk alone again.

Taking a deep breath, I grab my bouquet of white hydrangea and pink peonies, then push out of the tent and start down the petal-strewn aisle.

When I look up, I almost lose my footing.

Lucius is absolutely gorgeous in a black tux, his smirk turning into a broad smile the moment he sees me. I keep walking, my heart pounding as I reach him beneath the gazebo.

“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” he whispers in my ear.

I hand my bouquet to Stella and turn back to him.

When he reaches for my veil, his hands are steady as he lifts it. “There you are, my darling.” He strokes my cheek, then takes my hands. His are warm and sure, his gaze never wavering.

Sin officiates, his voice carrying over the small group as the wind blows gently. I barely listen, my entire being focused on the man holding my hands—holding my heart.

When the ceremony is done and Lucius slides the ring on my finger, I feel like I might float away. And when he seals our vows with a kiss, I hold on tight. To him. To our life together. And to our future.

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My name is Sebastian Lindstrom, and I’m the villain of this story.

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Don’t mistake this for a confession. I neither seek forgiveness nor would I accept it. My sins are my own. They keep me company. Instead, this is the true tale of how I found her, how I stole her, and how I lost her.

She was a damsel, one who already had her white knight. But every fairy tale has a villain, someone waiting in the wings to rip it all down. A scoundrel who will set the world on fire if that means he gets what he wants. That’s me.

I’m the bad guy.

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