Especially when he told me there was a reward for your safe return.” Klavoii shrugged carelessly, the movement just a little too practiced to be believable. “Ask Bian! I told him the whole story.” At that moment, I wished more than anything that I had accepted the sexy, hot pink alien’s offer to accompany me to this meeting. He’s the entire reason I’m here-I was running away from him.” I never even took the ring he tried to give me. “He told you we were going to be married? That’s not true.
“My fiancé?” My voice rose to a squeak at the end of the word. Your fiancé seemed quite desperate to make sure you made it home safely.” “You should have told us you were engaged to a human man.
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I never dreamed the director of the Alien Bride Games might betray me to the monsters I was trying to escape. Because marrying a total stranger from a different planet has to be better than dying, right? All the way to Station 21, where I entered the Alien Bride Lottery. What’s a girl to do when she discovers her obsessive ex is a Mafia hitman? He was absolutely determined to make sure I couldn’t get away from him. But I learned better when I tried to break up with him. When I started dating Francisco, I never dreamed his family was connected to the mob. I never should have trusted an alien-not with my life, and definitely not with my heart.
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