Surrogate Wife
with glinting chandeliers, gold-trimmed mirrors, and walls that seemed to watch her every move. She clutched the delicate fabric of her dress, feeling out of p
n forced to marry. His figure was imposing, tall and severe, with an aura that felt more like a threat than a presence. He wore a tailored black suit that accentuated his athletic fra
er voice almost swallowed
nt scowl twisted his features, barely concealed under his polished exterior. He too
ne edged with that famili
n," she replied, keeping her voice steady, th
is eyes narrowing. "When I ask f
she'd grown used to-the feeling of being diminished, of b
" she said, her voi
, his gaze drifting back to the view outside, where the sprawling estate stretched in a
"My grandfather is expecting us for dinner
bruptness of his words. "I... o
sing her in his mind. But just as she was ab
ment between us-it's nothing more than a contractual obligation. You're here to
ad known this marriage was only a transaction, but hearing him say it so plainly
oice steady this time, "I have n
s, amused by her attempt at defiance.
in a way that made her skin prickle. She felt exposed, like he could se
aged, desperate to brea
oid of any warmth. "Just wonderin
sted deeper. She wanted to snap back, to make him feel the sting of his cruelty, but she knew it would be
he asked, trying to k
lick of his hand, his attention alre
a moment, closing her eyes. She needed to steady herself, to force back the emotions he'd so effortlessly dredged up. She knew what he thought of her, and she had promis
you running a
ly against the wall. Vanessa's dark, glossy hair framed a face that was both beau
aid, attempting to
predatory. "Poor Emilia. I
ting to give Vanessa the satisfaction of se
r lips curving into a mocking smile. "Because, from wher
how much her words hit home. "Alex and I have an u
"I understand perfectly. Alex may be tied to you on paper, but he belongs to
show. She met Vanessa's gaze with a calm she didn'
rprise, maybe even anger. But it was gone as quickly a
," Vanessa said, her voice dripping with venom. "
e, the weight of her words pressing down on her. Emilia took a shaky breath, trying to g
day would be a battle-a test of how much she could endure without losing herself entirely. And in the dark, twis