ROYAL BRIDE (A Billionaire Bad Boy Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
Antonio barely managed not to pick up his glass of brandy and throw it at the heads of his wife’s security team. They had been charged with taking care of Isabella, to watch her and protect her. Yet they had returned to the hotel without her. “She went into the washroom and never came out.” Marc repeated the same story he had already told his prince several times. “There was a second door.” “You let her fool you?” His eyes narrowed, and he could feel the heat of his anger as deep breaths blew through his nose and mouth. His heart raced, and his body clenched with fear for her. “We have a tracking device on her phone,” Dimitri called from behind Marc. He walked around him and pulled the laptop toward him from the desk. After a few clicks, he stood up, looking quite pleased with himself. Antonio shoved him out of the way and looked at the screen. A red dot blinked on a map of the city. “Is that where she is?” he asked, pointing to the beacon. “Where is it?” He leaned over and zoomed in on the map.
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