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10: "HE WON'T BELIEVE ME"

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Darkness swallowed Evageline whole. In the nightmare, she stood in the middle of a cold empty room while blood spread across the floor beneath her bare feet. Her stomach was swollen, heavy with the child growing inside her, and terror squeezed her throat so hard she could barely breathe. Roman stood across from her dressed in black, his eyes glowing red like something monstrous had taken over him. A gun rested in his hand, aimed directly at her stomach, his expression empty and cruel. The air f
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  • HIS BRIDE; HIS BED; HIS RULES.   "You are mine"

    +18 WARNING. The sound of her cry still echoed in the bedroom when Roman turned toward her. Eva sat upright, chest rising fast, sweat on her skin, the blanket pulled tight around her body. He reached out slowly, palm open, voice low. "You are safe now. It was only a dream." She stared at him, eyes wide, then let the blanket slip from her fingers. He moved closer, careful not to startle her, and brushed damp hair from her cheek. Her breathing slowed a little when his thumb traced her jaw. She leaned into the touch without thinking.“I am here, and you are mine” He assured, kissing her on her forehead. A wave of want run through her, and she didn’t care if it was the hormones or it was her, but she wanted him. “You haven’t made me yours” She whispered, looking at him, she expected him to reply, instead he kissed her forehead first, then the corner of her mouth, waiting for her to answer with her own lips. When she did, the kiss deepened, warm and unhurried. His hands stayed gentle

  • HIS BRIDE; HIS BED; HIS RULES.   10: "HE WON'T BELIEVE ME"

    Darkness swallowed Evageline whole. In the nightmare, she stood in the middle of a cold empty room while blood spread across the floor beneath her bare feet. Her stomach was swollen, heavy with the child growing inside her, and terror squeezed her throat so hard she could barely breathe. Roman stood across from her dressed in black, his eyes glowing red like something monstrous had taken over him. A gun rested in his hand, aimed directly at her stomach, his expression empty and cruel. The air felt thick as he stepped closer, his voice cold enough to freeze her bones when he asked, “Whose baby is that?”Eva burst into tears immediately, shaking so hard she almost collapsed to her knees. She wrapped both arms around her stomach protectively while backing away from him. “Yours,” she sobbed desperately, her voice cracking apart. “Roman, it’s yours, I swear it’s yours.” His face twisted with rage instead of belief, and his grip on the gun tightened. “Liar,” he hissed, his voice echoing aro

  • HIS BRIDE; HIS BED; HIS RULES.   CHAPTER 9: "WILL YOU TALK OR I WILL MAKE THEM"

    Eva woke with a sharp turn in her stomach.The first thing she felt was heat. The second was movement. A low hum filled her ears. Her eyes opened slowly, blinking against soft light. White ceiling. Leather seat. The faint vibration beneath her body.The plane.Her stomach rolled hard.Eva sucked in a breath and covered her mouth, panic flashing through her. The taste at the back of her throat turned sour. She pushed herself upright too fast, dizziness hitting at once.Roman was there immediately.“Eva,” he said, his voice alert. “What’s wrong?”She pressed a hand to her mouth and shook her head, eyes watering. “I feel sick.”Roman frowned. He looked around quickly, then back at her. “Air sickness,” he said at once. “I should have thought of that.”She leaned forward, swallowing hard. Her body felt weak, her skin clammy. This was not new. She knew this feeling. Morning sickness. Again.But she said nothing.Roman reached for the button above his seat. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t re

  • HIS BRIDE; HIS BED; HIS RULES.   CHAPTER 8: "TAKE IT DOWN"

    Roman carried Eva into the house himself.He did not let anyone touch her.Her body was light in his arms, too light. Her head rested against his chest, her breathing slow and even. The moment they crossed the doorway, she sighed softly and slipped fully into sleep, like her body had been holding on only until she felt safe.Roman did not speak. He walked straight to the bedroom.The room was dim, quiet, prepared earlier in the day. Fresh sheets. Warm lights. No noise. He lowered her carefully onto the bed, easing her head onto the pillow, making sure the bandage on her forehead was not pressed. He pulled the blanket over her, stopping at her shoulders.She did not stir.Roman stayed standing for a moment, watching her face. In sleep, she looked younger. Softer. The fear lines on her face eased, but the marks remained. Bruises faint under makeup. Lips pale. Hands curled near her chest like she was still guarding herself.His jaw tightened.He removed his jacket and shoes, then lay bes

  • HIS BRIDE; HIS BED; HIS RULES.   CHAPTER 7: "MINE TO PROTECT"

    Roman held Eva’s hands as they walked out.His grip was firm, warm, steady. He stayed close, his body angled toward her like a shield. The small space behind them felt far away now. Ahead waited cars, guards, and a life he had planned in detail. He had chosen the place for the honeymoon himself. Quiet. Safe. Away from everyone who had ever touched her wrong. He had planned days of rest, soft beds, warm food, silence. He wanted to show her that he could protect her. That nothing would reach her again.“Slow,” he said gently. “I’ve got you.”Eva nodded, but her steps were unsteady. Her head felt light. The floor seemed to tilt. Sounds grew dull around her, like cotton pressed to her ears. Her fingers tightened around his hands.“Roman,” she whispered.He turned to her at once. “What is it?”Her vision blurred. The world spun hard.“I feel” Her words faded.Her knees gave out.Roman caught her as she fell, his arms locking around her body. “Eva!” His voice rose, sharp with fear. He pulle

  • HIS BRIDE; HIS BED; HIS RULES.   CHAPTER 6: "THE WEDDING"

    The night before the wedding, Evageline was dragged out of the basement.The door opened hard. Hands grabbed her arms. She cried out, pain shooting through her head where the stitches still pulled. The guards did not slow. They hauled her up the stairs, her bare feet scraping the floor. Her body was weak, her stomach empty, her head light. She could barely stand, but they kept pulling.“She has to look decent,” one of them said. “Orders from Roman.”Eva’s heart jumped at the name. Roman. Tomorrow. Death.They pushed her into a bedroom upstairs. Bright lights burned her eyes. A maid rushed in right after, her face tight with fear. The door was locked behind them.“Hurry,” the maid whispered. “We don’t have time.”Eva stood there, shaking, while the maid stripped off her thin clothes. Bruises showed on her arms. The cut on her forehead was still wrapped, the bandage stained. The maid sucked in a breath but said nothing. She wiped Eva down fast, careful near her head. Then she brought ou

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