The Tycoon's Virgin Bride - Part 1 (The Corskovi Dynasty) Read Online Free

place at the hotel moments ago. Her body still tingling from her
passionate encounter with the man sitting next to her, ready to give her away
in place of her late father. Her friend and the man she’d secretly admired for
so long.
    Andre
‘sexy-yet-emotionally-unavailable’ Corskovi.
    Damn, Andre!
    Guilt
tore through her body as she sat there in her white Vera Wang mermaid design wedding gown. The temptation was so great to run away
with Andre that is was overwhelming her. Guilt was a heavy burden to bear.
    She
turned her head to glance at Andre. She saw raw hurt glittering in his dark,
sexy caramel eyes. He was peering out the window, jaw clenched. He looked
devilishly handsome even though he was not in the mood to talk to her right
now. His skin had a radiant glow. Andre looked ravishing in his French design
dark grey tux. Her gaze dropped to his groomed stubble that gave him the
dangerous bad boy look and his sinfully sexy lips. The same lips that moments
ago had pleasured her to erotic heights.
    Stop it, Hannah! He’s not the
man for you. He doesn’t do the marriage thing , remember ?
    He had
argued with her to put a stop to the wedding back at the hotel but she did not
have the guts to do so. She should run off with Andre. But he could not give
her the marriage she desired. A tumble of confused thoughts and feelings
assailed her. A wave of doubt coursed through her veins. The chapel was
decorated and filled with her family and friends. Her chronically ill mother
had always wanted to live to see the day that she would marry and have a family
of her own. Something that she was denied when she’d given
birth to Hannah out of wedlock.
    How
could she let them all down now at the last minute?
    Hannah
had always had feelings for Andre and she barely knew Gustav. She’d been in
love with Andre from the moment she first met him when she was in her teens
long before he’d struck it rich and made his first billion. But he was not the
marrying type. He’d made that clear.
    But did
she really want to enter a loveless marriage just to have children in wedlock?
    “Stop
the car!”
    “What
is it?” Andre asked, his voice cool and emotionless.
    “You’re
right, Andre. I can’t go through with this.” She gathered her long train and
scooted over in the enormous limousine to the door and opened it.
    “What
are you doing, Hannah? We’re in the middle of the street.” Andre followed her
out of the car. The limo driver had pulled over to the side of the busy Vegas
Strip. Not surprisingly the street was filled with crowds of people laughing
and talking, music pumping in the atmosphere and the glow of the lighted
buildings created quite the sight. A few onlookers gave her the thumbs up and
took pictures of her in her dress with their camera phones. She looked oddly
out of place as if she should be in a chapel not on the Vegas Strip itself.

 
    “Are
you out of your mind?” Andre asked as he pulled Hannah close to him on the busy
street. Hannah looked captivating in her strapless hugging gown even on a
crowded street. His gaze drifted to her voluptuous cleavage and his crutch
jumped. Just moments before he wasn’t able to control his urge to have her and
captured her bosom between his lips.
    God,
she looked scrumptious in her mermaid gown which only
highlighted all her curves. And that ass! That fine rounded
ass bulging from her smooth satin white dress. His cock started to throb
again. He’d have an erection in no time. Bad idea to look her
over while on the street.   He
felt fiercely protective of her again. Heat fired inside him because he desired
her so badly, his late mentor’s niece, and he wanted no one else to even lay
their eyes on her. He knew he was wrong for telling her how he’d felt the
morning of her wedding but he’d also known they were made for each other. A
sense of urgency surged inside him to take her again. Right there and then.
    “I
couldn’t breathe in there. I needed air. I needed to clear