My boyfriends sister stole my wedding dress Ch 4

My boyfriends sister stole my wedding dress Ch 4

Just then, a black Maybach pulled up to the 

curb. The first thing I saw was a perfectly 

polished shoe hitting the pavement

Oh, thank God

I looked up and instantly felt a thrill

This dude was like, sixfootthree, broad 

shoulders, long legs, and a face that could 

launch a thousand ships. Sharp jawline, zero 

bad angles. 

Willow started bawling and ran to him

Blake! She stole the dress I wanted and then 

she HIT me!” 

So, this was my fiancé

I’m a sucker for a pretty face, and Blake was 

definitely my type

I gave him what I hoped was my most dazzling 

smile. Hi, I’m Reagan Sterling, your fiancée.‘ 

My mom was right, she really does know me

وو 

The crowd went wild

What? She’s Blake Harrington’s fiancée?” 

The fiancée definitely outranks the adopted

sister. No wonder she was acting so tough.‘ 

Maybe. It depends on who Blake likes more

Blake stared at me, his voice hard. Don’t get 

any ideas. This whole engagement was my 

dad’s idea. I never agreed to it.” 

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Willow wrapped her arm around his and leaned 

into him, shooting me a look of pure triumph

My boyfriends sister stole my wedding dress

My boyfriends sister stole my wedding dress

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