Forced Marriage With The Devil

walks towards the chapel with the only one wearing a luxury white dress and tiara. Hazel is sent here forcefully to marry the most cruel and s

, Miss Hazel?"

ituation settles heavily upon her shoulders. She glances up at Damon, taking in his imposing fig

bove a whisper. She tries to steady herself, but her

they feel against her own. A sense of unease washes over her. This is really

e priest says, his tone dripping

e through her very soul. He raises her hand to his lips, pressing a cold kiss to h

no room for argument.* "And remember, your life now belongs to me. You will serve m

es that strain to contain his massive frame. As the ceremony progresses, he recites th

inality in his voice sends a shiver down her spine. She feels like a lamb being

the title past her lips. It tastes bitter on her to

ertainty. What kind of 'pleasure' could a monster like Damon possibly der

k the vows, Hazel's voice wavers bu

htens possessively. He leans in close, his hot breath ghosting across her ear as h

h a swift motion, he claims her mouth in a brutal kiss, his fangs scraping against her lip

her pale, trembling face. His deep chuckle reverberates throu

ctimonious place and beg

osefully through the darkened halls of the underworld palace. The air grows colder with ea

ed by a massive four-poster bed draped in black silk, with a canopy of twisted iron that resembles a mac

r over to a decanter of amber liquid on a nearby side table. He pours

terror. The sheer scale of the chamber, combined with the ominous atmosphere, leaves her feeling small an

She glances around the room, taking in the decadent furnishings and the monstrous iron canopy loomi

ng gown piece by piece until she stands naked before the mirror. Her reflect

ngrily over her body. He takes another gulp of the pot

er, gesturing toward a large mahogany cabinet near the fireplac

velvet curtain that separates part of the room. The sound of rustling fabr

uit of black leather and steel. The ensemble fits him perfec

ind the curtain, his imposing figure clad in the sleek black leather and s

Inside, she finds an exquisite yet unsettling ensemble - a corseted bodice adorned with sharp metal studs, a f

tting her like a second skin. The corset cinches tightly ar