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Marriage To The Heartless Man

Marriage To The Heartless Man

"Mommy! Dad, please! " I pleaded with my parents, tears streaming down my face. They wanted me to marry the son of their business partner. But sh*t! I didn't want to. I was too young-barely 18! Worse, I already had a boyfriend. Sh*t! What kind of life is this?! "You'll marry him whether you like it or not. It's final!" my mom said coldly, not sparing me a glance. My dad sat silently, reading a magazine, his legs crossed as he lounged on our sofa. "Daddy..." I called out, hoping for some support, but he didn't even look up. "Go to your room and get some rest. Tomorrow is your wedding day," he finally spoke, but that was all. Damn it! This is hell! "M-Mommy huhu..." I sobbed harder. I didn't want to marry because I knew it would only lead to pain and misery " I choked out through my tears. "No. He'll never hurt you. Trust me. Stop crying and get some rest," Mom said dismissively as she stood and left me crying on the sofa. "D-Daddy..." I called again as he, too, stood up. He glanced at me, emotionless, before walking away. All I could do was cry. Tomorrow was my wedding day. There was no escape. My life would turn into hell starting tomorrow. I was about to marry a man without a heart, someone who wouldn't care if he hurt me emotionally or physically. Wedding Day As I walked down the red carpeted aisle, I fixed my gaze on the man waiting for me at the altar. His perfectly sculpted face was devoid of emotion. His piercing blue eyes stared at me, making my knees weak. "How pathetic you are. You couldn't even do anything to stop this nonsense of a marriage," he muttered coldly when I finally stood before him. He gripped my hand tightly, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out in pain. One question remained before I would be bound to this heartless man, who could never love me. "You, woman, do you vow to stay by this man's side in poverty and hardship, with respect and love?" the priest asked. "Say you do, woman, and prepare to suffer. You ruined my life, so I'll ruin yours too," Zyrus whispered maliciously, his cold words sending shivers down my spine. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I, Lhianne Aurora Acostora, am willing to stay, respect, and love this man, Zyrus Clark Dillesh, forever. So, yes, I do, Father," I said boldly, shocking my now husband. "Zyrus Clark Dillesh, you may now kiss your bride," the priest announced. "The pathetic woman," Zyrus muttered icily. "Well, this isn't new to you." He lifted my veil and, without hesitation, claimed my lips. I felt like I was floating as his soft lips pressed against mine. Startled, I pushed him away when he bit my lower lip, leaving it stinging. I stared at him in disbelief, but he only smirked back at me. My gaze shifted to the churchgoers clapping enthusiastically. Mom's smile stretched wide, while Dad remained emotionless as always. I sighed deeply, bracing myself for the life of misery that awaited me
Marrying My Cheating Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Marrying My Cheating Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Alma was drugged by her stepmother and nearly served on a silver platter to a lecherous old businessman to secure a family investment. When she barely escaped and stumbled back home, desperate for salvation, she found her boyfriend standing in the living room. But he wasn't there to save her; he was holding her stepsister's hand, looking at Alma's torn dress with cold disgust. They had orchestrated the entire nightmare together. Her stepmother mocked her ruined reputation, her father ignored her desperate calls, and her university expelled her over their vicious smear campaign. She was stripped of every cent, locked in her room like a prisoner, and forcibly drugged a second time to be shipped back to that old man's hotel bed. "You're about to be a disgraced slut, and no one will help you." Alma didn't understand why the people she trusted most wanted to destroy her so completely. As she fled blindly through the hotel corridors, burning with the drug and choking on her own humiliation, her despair finally hardened into pure, venomous hatred. Crashing into a random penthouse suite, she was saved by a terrifyingly powerful stranger—who turned out to be her ex-boyfriend's legendary, untouchable uncle. Looking at the mocking texts from her stepsister, Alma accepted the contract marriage he offered, put on the luxury black gown he handed her, and walked straight down to crash their engagement party.
Whispers Of Retribution

Whispers Of Retribution

TAYLOR MACKENZIE At first, I wanted to run away from my life, but I met him, Diego Salvatore. He trained me, helped me become stronger so I could avenge those who hurt me. At first it was clearly business until that night. And now, I want more nights with him, more days with him. This wasn't right, it'll drift me from my vengeance journey, but Diego Salvatore was my man, my very own. However, I'm torn between my hatred towards his father who caused I and my father pain, and his love for me. What's it going to be? Love sex or revenge? DIEGO SALVATORE. Taylor was just a nanny, a fucking nanny but somehow she's managed to cloud my thoughts, my visions, my mind and most importantly, my life. I was drunk that day and she walked in, playing her servant duties and yes I felt like having a woman by my side, she seemed to coorporate and we had sex. It was sex, everyone does it. However, Taylor was different. She felt different, tasted different. It was supposed to end there but it didn't, I wanted more with her, I wanted so badly to be inside her, over and over. It's fucking killing me, Taylor will be the end of me, but she's just a nanny, why does her presence makes me horny? Maybe she was bought by my father but she's mine and I wouldn't let anyone near or hurt her, not even my own father.... WHISPERS OF RETRIBUTION. Copyright 2024. Blaliy Lilian All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written consent of the author, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages for review purposes only. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are used fictitiously and are a product of the author's imagination. Note: This book contains explicit sex scenes and is not suitable for readers below 18.
Flash Marriage To The Secret Chairman

Flash Marriage To The Secret Chairman

To escape my toxic ex-fiancé and the father who froze my assets, I entered a contract marriage with Barrett, a cold but protective corporate consultant. I thought he was my safe harbor. I even confided my secret, ruthless strategy to take back control of my company from my ex. But at the most critical board meeting, a mysterious new chairman dialed in. The synthesized voice coming through the speakerphone systematically dismantled the board and took over the company, using the exact, word-for-word strategy I had only ever whispered to my husband in the dead of night. My ex-fiancé turned pale with panic. The board members were stunned into silence. And I sat there, my blood running completely cold. The man who had held my hand in the hospital, who had slept in my bed, and who had promised to protect me, had just committed the ultimate corporate espionage. Every tender touch, every late-night confession—was it all just a calculated move to steal my life's work? How could the only person who made me feel safe use my deepest vulnerabilities to orchestrate my ruin? I packed up my files, walked straight out of that boardroom, and prepared to disappear from his life forever. But when I fled to my best friend's apartment to hide, I looked out the window. The ruthless mastermind who had just stolen my empire was standing completely still in the freezing downpour, waiting for me to come down.