Innocence of Love

The Discarded Heiress: Marrying My Lethal Husband

Xiao Wang

The rain in Detroit was slick with grime when my family finally came to fetch me. They didn't want a reunion; they wanted a sacrificial lamb to marry into the Kaufman empire to save their failing business. I thought I was just being sold off, but the limo ride ended under a dark overpass where six hired thugs were waiting with chains. My own sister had ordered them to "break my spirit" so I’d be a shaking, pathetic mess by the time I reached the altar. They called me "Detroit trash" and sprayed air freshener when I sat on their leather seats. My stepmother wanted a video of me begging for my life, and my father was ready to trade me like a used car to a man everyone called a "vegetable." They expected a submissive country girl, unaware that I was a high-level "cleaner" who could snap a radius bone before they could even scream. When I finally reached the Kaufman estate, I found my fiancé, Barron, slumped in a wheelchair, drooling and silent. But as soon as the doors closed, the "invalid" grabbed my wrist with a grip of iron and whispered a command that changed everything. I didn't understand why my own blood was so desperate to see me destroyed. What had I ever done to deserve a hit squad and a forced marriage to a man they thought was a corpse? But Barron isn't a vegetable, and I'm not a victim. We just touched down at the Moon family gala in a matte-black helicopter, and as the doors slide open, the "broken" bride is about to show them exactly what happens when you throw away the wrong daughter. "If we're going to crash a party," Barron whispered, his eyes burning with lethal clarity, "we should make an entrance."

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"Francesca" Liza my best friend shouted my name as usual

"Liza, please my ears are not made of stone" I shouted back brushing my straight black long hair and rushing to her room.

Hello!!!

I am Francesca Martina, I'm a 24 year old medical doctor and wife, yes wife but enough of that. I was born into a wealthy family of four. I am the second and last born. I have two lovely parents, a rude elder sister and a lovely dog. My life was going pretty normal, my dad Martin and my mum Rosetta had been the best parents until they got me into a contract marriage with Damien Lorenzo, a billionaire... Well that was pretty much all I knew about him. I didn't even take a single glance at his face on our wedding day. Court wedding to be precise. My only memory of him is his shoes, cause I stared at them all through the forty minutes I spent with him. The only reason I agreed to marry him was that we didn't have to live together. I haven't even seen him for the past two years...

"What have you been thinking about, you seem lost in thought" Liza said looking at me with her chocolate brown eyes. Liza, is my best friend, since I live alone in Damien's house in New York and he lives in Italy, I offered her to stay with me. Liza is a beautiful blonde with full plump lips. She has an oval face and short blonde hair. Liza is of moderate height, she's a 23 year old lawyer. We are currently in her room getting ready for work. She is currently dressed in a black pencil skirt and white button up shirt, accompanied by black heels.

I on the other hand is dressed in a blue knee-length gown that hugs my skin like a glue. The blue gown complements my ocean blue eyes. I complete the look with black heels. I look at my complexion in the mirror, I have a V face and pink plump lips. I look at my straight black hair and notice my resemblance with my sister. Looking at the wall clock I take my blue bag and smoothen my hair before looking at Liza who has been waiting for a reply.

"I'm fine Liza, unlike you I think before I speak" I say grinning and walking out of the room

"OMG, how dare you" Liza screamed from the room.

Laughing to myself I walk down the gold coated steps carefully and quickly rush to the kitchen. The kitchen is full of any type of food you can think of. I move to the fridge and take a jar of orange juice and pour it in a glass. Being conscious of time I take two slices of bread and start eating. When I'm done with my small breakfast I leave the kitchen and go to the living room.

The living room is a luxurious living space with ash sofas and silver curtains. I gasp in surprise when I notice a male figure standing beside one of the windows with his back turned to me. Even though I'm surprised I'm not scared cause this house is thoroughly guarded. It is as guarded as the bank of Spain or even the White House. I'm not overacting trust me. To gain entrance into the huge gates you need to go through a face recognition, finger print test, ID card test, body scanning, bag searching, etc. So if this guy is here then I'm not scared. Gathering the courage...

"Hello, please who are you and how may we help you" I ask consciously. The strange guy didn't even answer me and went outside, huffing to my self I notice Liza coming down the stairs.

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