The Devil's Bride

fired

you have a pro

up, she had no doubt about it. Seeing that pretty, young blonde in the kitchen instea

have a problem with that. You don't jus

pretty vase as a barrier between them. She glared at him angrily, wondering why he was

e table between them, the vase of flowers crashing down on the floor, water splashing everywhe

just your house anymore, Erron

He glared at her, inching closer to her an

s with honey, not vinegar. She calmed herself down. This was going nowhere. This was exactly w

idered her

No. I do not wish to de

moving even closer to her, "You don't have the right to

n her anger. If she didn't, all hell would break loose. She was tired of his tyranny, his behaviour towards her. He was an animal, not

id, causing her to look up

ou're absolutely nothing. You make me sick. His words echoed in her head, makin

feet from where she stood. He was just standing there, not moving at all. She c

he said t

h all the courage she had, she walked straight up to him, her breath steady. H

ur of not touching me." she hissed, taking him by surprise, "Because your touch disgust

k and walked towards the door, n

call, but she simply clo

door, she hopped in and pressed the key to the ignition. She heard

es darkening. She reversed and when she

is presence any longer. The words he spat at her made

t would only make things worse. Make him hate

la

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id in a reprimanding tone, pacing around the room, "You do r

the moment. He's disrespect and rude and I simply couldn't take

fault. But what else could she do? Stand there and allow him to humiliate her once more? Speak to her however he pleas

nd I always trusted you to make the right decisions. Look what you've

a hand down her fac

ply said, "I'm going downstairs to make myself

u." she said, sta

And what you're going to do next. You'll need a clear head to face him from now on. We're women, Kamila. And

she didn't know what to do, and her mother's words did absolutely nothing to comfort her. She needed he

her

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ed aroun

dark hair that fell over his eyes and a nicely trimmed beard adorned his face. He wore the usual; a black fitted shir

hadn't been able to see him, ever since she marrie

d her apart, p

loser. His eyes glinted with delight as he took in her form

le question, but so many difficult answers. She tuc

from her true love. The only man she ever loved. Now she had walked away and that surely complicated things a little more. But s

His brows slowly drew together and he loo

ll. He had this murderous look. He wasn't a big fan of his, mostly because she married him against her will. There was a

e'

om, a tray in hand, "You've disappeared for two days,

asped. T

ndy." Paul said, his jaw twitch

was an excellent wife, mother of Kamila, the youngest. But Paul di

You're twenty-five but you act like you're eight months old. Now let us be.

atters?" Paul a

e said. Kamila gasped. Paul knew nothing regarding the conflicts. He kne

dy glanced curtly at Kamila, who eyed her mother accusingl

winced, and his eyes darkened. He ripped the coat from he

nd's insolent and truculent ways. She looked away, feeling her face warm up in embarr

wled and stormed out of the room. Kami

me he was physica

ith it?" She took a calming breath, eyeing her mother once more. "I have to go after him b

e your marriage!" as she

't mean that the notion of having to save an already crumbled marriage didn't annoy her. She shook the thoug