LOGINIt was the rumored Sebastian Black I was finally getting married. But he didn’t even come on the wedding day. I was standing at the altar without a man. The man I was getting married to was rumored to be impotent and cold. He hated women and also maltreats them. Most people called him Mr. D Dark instead of Black. Why was I marrying him? I didn’t care to what he would do to me or if he would kill me afterwards. All I wanted was to keep mother alive and see her well again. * * “You didn’t come to the wedding.” Isabelle stated as Sebastian slowly unbuckled his shirts. “Why? Why did you do that?” Isabelle yelled and that amazed him. No woman had dared raised a voice at him. What made this woman special? He stopped his hands at a bottom he was trying to get off. His eyes turning at Isabelle, coldly. She didn’t even flinch. P.E.R.F.E.C.T he said in his head. He had always wanted someone who would challenge him and even question his decisions And 'that' he had found in this woman. “I like you,” he said advancing closer to her. “What can I do to make you forgive me.”
View MoreIsabella POVThe evening air inside the Black mansion was heavy with silence, except for the soft hum of the air conditioner and the ticking of the grand clock in the hallway. Isabelle sat by the vanity mirror in her room, staring at her reflection. The dim lighting cast a soft glow on her face, highlighting the quiet determination in her eyes.She had agreed to this marriage for her mother. That contract… those five months… they weren’t just words on paper. They were a countdown to the inevitable. If she failed to get pregnant, she had no idea what Mr. Black Sr. would do. Would he throw her mother out of the hospital? Would he strip her of the financial support she had fought so hard to secure?Her fingers clenched the edge of the wooden table. She didn’t have the luxury of waiting for Sebastian to suddenly wake up one day and decide he wanted her. That wasn’t going to happen. He barely tolerated her presence.She exhaled deeply, her heart pounding. If she had to seduce her husband,
Chapter 11 Isabelle’s POV The bakery had always been my escape—a place where the scent of freshly baked bread and pastries drowned out the noise of my reality. But today, I couldn't shake off the unease creeping up my spine. Travis' reaction to Sebastian's name had stuck with me. That deep frown, the way his jaw had tightened—he knew something. And I needed to know what. I finished my business with Lady Frigerthon, packed up my things, and decided to head home. As I turned a corner, my phone buzzed in my pocket. A glance at the screen made my stomach drop. Dad. I hesitated before answering. “Hello?” “Where are you?” His voice was clipped, impatient. “At the market,” I replied cautiously. “Why?” A sigh crackled through the phone. “Your stepmother wants us to have dinner together tonight.” I nearly scoffed. Us? As in, the father who barely acknowledged me, the stepmother who always found a reason to criticize me, and the stepsister who lived to make my life miserable? “Isabe
Chapter 10 Isabelle’s POV I woke up to the sound of rain tapping against the large bedroom window, the gray morning light filtering through the curtains. My body ached slightly from the stress of yesterday’s events, but my mind was sharper than ever. Sebastian was hiding something from me. And so was Travis. I needed answers. After freshening up, I pulled on a simple black dress and tied my hair into a ponytail. As I stepped out of the bedroom, the rich aroma of coffee filled the air. I wasn’t in the mood for breakfast, but I knew I had to eat something before heading out. As I reached the dining room, I froze. Sebastian was already there, sitting at the long mahogany table, flipping through the pages of a newspaper as he sipped his coffee. He looked every bit the billionaire he was—polished, powerful, and completely unreadable. His piercing blue eyes lifted to mine the moment I walked in. "You’re up early," he remarked, setting his cup down. "So are you," I replied, making
Chapter 9Isabelle’s POVThe moment Travis said Sebastian’s name, his whole expression changed. His easygoing smile disappeared, replaced by something hard to decipher—shock, disbelief, and something else. Something darker.I frowned. "Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?"Travis blinked, shaking his head as if snapping out of a trance. "It’s just… unexpected," he said carefully. "I didn’t think you—of all people—would marry him."I arched a brow. "And what exactly does that mean?"Travis hesitated, his lips parting slightly as if he wanted to say something, but then he exhaled sharply and ran a hand through his perfectly styled hair. "Nothing. Never mind."A strange, uneasy feeling settled in my chest. Travis had always been honest with me. We had known each other for years, and he had never been the type to hold back. But now, he was hesitating.I stepped closer. "Travis, if you know something about him, you should tell me."He studied me for a moment, then forced a small smile
Isabelle povI had to play dead. If not, I don’t know what Sebastian was going to do to me. I could feel my body move from the floor into his arms and then gently placed on the bed in the room. After, I heard him dial a number and ask that the family doctor rush over to the house. In what felt like
Isabelle pov“Husband, why did you come back home this late?” My legs were crossed over each other as I stared at Sebastian figure in the door way. “I’ve missed you.”Instead of a reply, he thundered loudly.“What’s that supposed to mean?”“I don’t like eating dinner alone…I was waiting for you.” I pout
Sebastian POVI walk huskily out of my mansion, my face straight. I never have too much of an expectation. I’ve always know this new wife would be trouble through and through.As I walk down the little stair at the front of the mansion, heading for the black jeep parked outside the mansion, my memory
Isabelle pov “I’m sure I locked the door before I slept last night.” I sat up in the bed, Sebastian rolled away from the bed and picked up his phone. “Are you stalking me?”He laughed.“You amuse me.” Sebastian stood up, away from the bed. As the bed sheet left his waist, his black tight boxer was rev






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