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Chapter 7: Behind Locked Doors.
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A Contract Marriage With The Cruel Heir. Chapter 7: Behind Locked Doors.
A sharp slap cut across Mirabel’s face, the force whipping Mirabel’s head to the side, and a sickening crack echoed in the quiet room. Her jaw throbbed, and the metallic taste of blood immediately flooded her mouth.”“You have some nerve Mirabel!” Isabella folded her arms, stalking slowly. “First you ruin my birthday party, and now you seduce the man I've dreamed of marrying my whole life?” She gripped Mirabel's shoulders, her manicured nails digging into her skin like a vice.“I won't let you have him.” She threatened.“Isabella, please…”Mirabel pried at her clawing hands.“Now listen to me carefully.” Isabella gritted out. “You are going to tell Dante that you will not marry him.”“That's not possible Isabella, I can't…”Isabella let out a cruel, mocking laugh. “What? Suddenly you have a voice now? Because Dante is backing you up, you think you're someone.” She took two steps back and gestured at Mirabel. “I mean, just look at yourself.”“Why would someone like him even glance in yo
A Contract Marriage With The Cruel Heir. Chapter 6: The Temperature of Secrets.
[Dante]The sharp throb in my left shin still burned, a physical reminder of Mirabel's defiance. It was the most exhilarating sensation I had felt in years. Stepping out of the Harrington living room, my mind replayed the audacity of her strike. Mirabel Harrington was supposed to be as invisible as a ghost, yet she looked at me with a fire that scorched right down my walls.Richard Harrington and his wife scrambled toward me as the door clicked shut, their faces twisted into desperate smiles. "Mr. Virelli, please you can't seriously be considering that girl, she’s unstable.” The slender woman pleaded, her voice grating like broken glass. I stopped, letting my shadow fall over them until they visibly shrank back."Your opinion on my future wife ceased to matter the moment you lied to my face," I told them, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. Isabella stood frozen behind them, her hands trembling with a mixture of rejected pride and pure malice. "She will ruin you, Dante, she is ju
A Contract Marriage With The Cruel Heir. Chapter 5: The Bargain.
The living room went completely silent.It wasn’t just a brief pause in the conversation. It was the kind of heavy, uncomfortable quiet that makes your ears ring. Nobody moved. For several long seconds, the only sound was the ticking of the old clock on the wall, marking time in a room where everyone had suddenly frozen.Dante Virelli had just spoken, and nobody could quite believe what they had heard.Mirabel stood glued to the carpet, staring at him. She waited for the punchline, for someone to laugh, but the silence dragged on. He had pointed directly at her. Not Isabella.Isabella was the golden child. She was the one who got the expensive dresses, the private tutors, the endless praise. Isabella was the daughter her parents had groomed for years to marry someone wealthy and powerful. Mirabel, on the other hand, was the secret they preferred to keep upstairs out of sight.But Dante Virelli didn't want the golden child. He wanted her.He has to be messing with us, Mirabel thought.
A Contract Marriage With The Cruel Heir. Chapter 4: Hives and Suits.
Two weeks had passed since the nightmare by the pool, but the scars ran deeper than skin.Mirabel stood in the expansive kitchen, the steady rhythm of her knife slicing through carrots the only sound breaking the silence. Her skin had finally healed, the angry red hives faded into faint patches that still itched when she moved too quickly. But the memory of burning water and Isabella’s cold laughter lingered like a bruise that refused to fade. She had nearly drowned that night, begging for mercy while her body betrayed her. And yet, no one in the Harrington family had spoken of it since. Not an apology. Not even an acknowledgement.She wiped her hands on her apron, the fabric rough against her sensitive skin. Invisible, she reminded herself. That’s safer.“Mirabel!” A young maid poked her head into the kitchen, breathless. “Miss Isabella wants you in the living room. Now.”Mirabel’s stomach tightened, but she nodded obediently. She set down the knife and made her way through the cor
A Contract Marriage With The Cruel Heir. Chapter 3: Dante Virelli
The silence that followed Dante’s words was deafening.Mirabel stood frozen, her skin already burning where the spilled water had touched her. Her mother’s grip on her arm tightened painfully, while her father’s face drained of color. Isabella looked like she might shatter from rage.“Who… who are you?” Mr. Harrington finally managed, his voice shaky.The tall stranger slowly removed his mask and gasps broke out almost instantly. Well, that explained everything.Dante Virelli. The man half the city feared and the other half desperately wanted to impress.Even Mirabel, hidden away from society most of her life, knew that name. The illegitimate son of the late business titan Antonio Virelli. A man who had clawed his way from nothing into ruthless power, building an empire in shipping, tech, and shadowy deals that made even old money families tremble. His reputation was ice-cold, One phone call from him could destroy careers, companies, and entire lives.Dante’s sharp jaw and dark, pier
A Contract Marriage With The Cruel Heir. Chapter 2: The Masked Guest.
Mirabel’s heart hammered against her ribs as the last pins were pushed into her half-mask. The small servants’ room was a whirlwind of whispered urgency. Rosa adjusted the plain black uniform on her shoulders while Naomi tied the strings of the mask behind her head, trying desperately to hide any familiar features.“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Mirabel breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. “If Isabella finds out I’m out there serving at her own party… she’ll ruin me. You know she will.”Rosa gave her a quick, reassuring squeeze. “She won’t recognize you. Not with the mask and your head down. Just keep moving, stay quiet and blend in.”“But what if someone sees?” Mirabel’s fingers twisted nervously in the fabric of her skirt. “I’m not supposed to exist tonight. I’m supposed to be invisible.”Naomi smiled softly, though worry lingered in her eyes. “Tonight you get to be part of it, even if it’s just for a little while. You deserve that much, sweetheart. Now go before they noti
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