Little Bride

Author: Evening Marino

Chapter 1 The Altar Of Deception

Word Count: 871 | Released on: 11/10/2026

ide ran

Mr. Th

on Hotel. The elite of high society shifted uncomfortably in their designe

IP bridal suite, the atmo

ling mirror. He adjusted his diamond cufflinks with mechanica

on the vanity table. Lady Beatrice had fled through the service elevator t

a cold sweat. "Over two hundred international journalists are here. The boar

. The muscles in his

avy doors of the

the solitary groom,"

him was their father, Arthur Thorne-

absolute disappointment. "I see the rumors are true, Ethan. Y

ed. "Don't take it too hard, big brother. If you can't find a g

rew heavy

icked up a silver pocketknife from the vanity table and slowly turne

4th floor next week. It would be a terrible shame if you had an accident before then. The luxury elevato

orated. He turned pale and to

r. His gaze cut like ice. "The CEO seat belongs to me.

erous edge. He checked his watch again. "You have exactly f

doors sl

eded air. His mind calculated every possible m

hotel. He lit a dark Cuban cigar, exhaling a thick cloud

soft whimper

t was the wind. But the sound came ag

n. He marched toward the noise, follow

otstep

iscarded in the dark. She wore a pastel pink gown, but the elegant silk was ruined and stained

len, severely bruised ank

thing intensely fragile about the way she hel

snapping shut echoed sh

ad up, her wide blue eyes locking onto the t

ably. She tried to pull the torn fabric over her bare

Instead, he walked forward until his massive shadow completely consumed her.

vealing a massive diamond ring. Without a word, he

g diamond in utter bewilder

re inches from hers. His voice

ve minutes to find a bride, and you look like you need a miracle. Put on the ring, walk up those stairs, and marry me tonight. In exchange,

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“"Do not expect a single thing from me. You are nothing but a temporary placeholder to secure my corporate seat."When Ethan Thorne's original high-society bride ran away on their wedding day, it threatened to strip him of his multi-billion-dollar global empire. To save his position and protect the Thorne lineage, the ice-cold, ruthless sovereign needed an immediate replacement. Enter Vivienne Cross-a trauma-scarred street baker whose abusive father had just sold her to a disgusting old man for money. Desperate to escape her living nightmare and find safety, she agreed to step into the white dress and become his substitute bride.Ethan is a heartless tyrant who spent years building an impenetrable wall of sub-zero ice around his chest, swearing he would never let a single woman soften his iron rules.But inside the private walls of the grand Thorne estate, his possessive actions tell a dangerous story. When the shadows of Vivienne's abusive past crawl back into his territory, the man who claimed he wouldn't care if she vanished drops completely to his knees on a hard wood floor just to look into his sleeping little bride's eyes. When the world tries to push her down, his massive six-foot-two frame transforms into a lethal, bulletproof shield."Look at me only, little one. Stop running that dirty brain of yours. Anyone who dares to touch my territory belongs to the grave."The lines have been permanently blurred, the transaction has become a dangerous obsession, and the king has officially found his sovereign anchor. Read the absolute commercial sensation now!”