Bound to the Mayor
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covered as they drank from tall wineglasses, pretended to be enjoying making little talks even while watc
er to my advantage to hurt her father." I crane my neck searching for her
ith Romania's daughter. That girl's beauty is almost
asp the concept of hard work and not getting things h
lia for a reason. She is
ngry that Tristan
ent doesn't make her pure. Looks can be deceiv
are that I had walked into that one by myself. "You should know that." He gave me a pointed stare and I
completely useless to what I need to do tonight especially when I have a
ld me what you plan t
" I said ignoring his disbelieving
blank face made him sigh. "Things aren't always what i
nd almost like an artist's thoughtful image which he spends countless sleepless nights on, every feature, every crease caused by a frown, defiance shining br
reason why all these leering ogling men were here and as I expected, the demure little missus on the newspaper was a façade to hide the arrogance I could now clearly see but
eet smile that I could see from feet away, but the kid who was supposed to be making her a wife soon and had his hands possessively all over her couldn't take notice of, it was the amusing
rimes. She just had this bit of sunshine ray to her that was hard to miss regardless of how much you wanted to hate her, how much she hat
uld l
junior but I couldn't help but notice the provocative dip in front of
special about this kid that was making me lose complete control o
then left the room. I found myself quickly mumbling what was supposed to be
ical grand "Apleninca pinnacle" after all, that I had spent most of my childhood and naivety gaping in awe at every picture of it I could find featured in one of the fashion magazines my sister usually keeps that made me entertain thoughts of how grand it'll be to live in a house that had lots of undiscovered rooms and you'll need a to
ndless journey, I ducked underneath the bend of the staircase as she looked beh
ing off about her that I couldn't place my hand on. She was wearing the same dress, the damn tiara that looked li
been more focused on things like her eye colour, hair and height made me realize she was less smart than I gave her credit for but remembering that her fiancé was too wasted to care and wouldn't
ours, to be more specific an amount of pink colours that should not even be allowed and encouraged in the room of a 6 year old. The only thing that gave a clue that this room might belong to someone who wasn't 4 and obsessed with Barbie
its cover, she was truly a spoilt overgrown three-year
my brows the minute I was done getting over the state of the
s room and wasn't the one who walked out minutes ago so where the hell was she? because the last
ep I was coming out to look like, but my eyes caught something so insignificant yet I walked closer to the huge intimidating frame of a Russian
l like Amelia struck me as the type that would see to it that her maids work out the full value of thei
e it was an intricately patterned hidden door wh
ns she used this exit I doubted Rom
er room instead it was illuminated with fire torches on iron stands that I bet she had just lit. Fire Torches were one of the reasons I