ВойтиDaphne lili Thorne is nineteen and angry enough to burn the world down. When her family forces her into a marriage she never agreed to, she refuses to play the role of the quiet, grateful wife. She wasn’t raised to submit and she definitely wasn’t raised to belong to a stranger. Adrian Smith is twenty four and used to control. The marriage is nothing more than strategy to him, a move on a board he’s been winning on his whole life. Daphne is supposed to be easy,Predictable,Temporary. She isn’t. On their wedding night, Daphne points a gun at her new husband, her hands shaking but her resolve unbroken. “Put it down,” Adrian says calmly, still dressed in his wedding suit. “Go to hell,” she snaps, gripping the fabric of her dress as she keeps the gun aimed at him. She pulls the trigger. The bullet misses on purpose cutting close enough to leave his ear burning. Adrian doesn’t move. He just looks at her, something dark and dangerous flickering behind his eyes. For the first time, he realizes this marriage won’t be easy. And Daphne realizes something worse he’s not afraid of her at all. What begins as a power struggle turns into something neither of them expected. Beneath Adrian’s cruelty is a man shaped by violence and loss. Beneath Daphne’s fire is a girl who has already survived her own kind of hell. They are not meant to save each other. But somehow, they become the only thing that makes sense in a world built on control, loyalty, and blood. Because even monsters were once human. And even angels can come from broken places.
Узнайте больше"What the fuck were you playing at?," Sebastian yelled as he threw my bedroom door open, not caring that I was naked. May I remind you that I am butt naked. It is night. I didn't think anyone would come into my room. I let out a small yelp as I threw a blanket over myself."I could say the same thing about you!," I snapped back. He widened his eyes only now realising that I was naked. He slammed the door closed behind him and slowly stalked towards me. I wrapped the blanket around me like I would with my towel. "Why the fuck did you go there?""You disappeared," he scowled like I did something wrong."Surprised you noticed," I scoffed out. "I had a fight for this afternoon and you just fucking cancelled it. Do you not know how much I was looking forward to it?""Fuck the fight. You just fucking fought me!"I scoffed and shook my head in anger. "I wanted that fight and you just took it from me. You fucking snatched it out of my hands. Fighting you isn't some big fucking honour so ta
A Day LaterI walked around my dressing room butt naked.This is my place. I deserve to feel comfortable without worrying that someone's gonna walk in.I don't feel comfortable at Sebastian's house.Maybe in my room I do but around the house I don't.A knock sounded on my door. Max, my boss, yelled from the other side as I threw on my red gown. "RED!""I'm here," I panted as I pulled open the door.He narrowed his eyes at me as he walked in."You've been here since yesterday. Don't you think you should go home?," he advised me. I looked at him confused."Why would I need to go home? Don't I have a match soon?""You do but I'm just concerned for you. You turn up here after months with no contact and suddenly you stay for a night. It just seems a little sus," he informed me."If what by sus you mean is everything okay at home then my answer is yeah?""Your husband been treating you alright?," he asked. I nodded my head."Yeah. I actually told him about Red and this place a couple of nig
"Where's my breakfast then?," I ask with a small smile playing on my lips. "Come on, a deal is a deal." Sebastian mumbled something with annoyance under his breath as he began to get to work making my breakfast."Morning," a voice says making me look toward where it's coming from. I turned my head to see Rose. She slowly walked towards me and slid into the empty seat next to me."His shirt as well, huh?," I said with a slight chuckle. She shrugged her shoulders as I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively. Her cheeks burned red as she tried to fight the smile growing on lips."Okay. Fuck you," she said as she let out a small laugh. "I'm going." She stood up from her seat and went to Lucas room I'm guessing.Once I knew she was out of earshot, I turned to Sebastian who I know was listening in on our small conversation. "You know, I always thought she'd end up with Stephan," I told him honestly.Since everything that's happened, I couldn't help but notice that Stephan is more reserved than usu
Tonight is special. For one reason mostly but many other tiny ones."I don't want to get too drunk!," I yelled over the deafening music. Rose narrowed her eyes at me as she dragged me to the bar and ordered us both a drink. We downed it in one go before she headed back to the dance floor leaving me all alone at the bar. I glanced around the place.Someone had caught my eyes. I slowly began to walk towards him. He was sat in a small secluded booth with a drink in his hands."Come on, Seb. We're here to have fun!," I exclaimed as I held his hand attempting to pull him up."How drunk are you?," he asked. I shrugged my shoulders."Not very." I knew for a fact that I wasn't drunk mostly because I only had one drink.I held his hand, guiding him through the sweaty bodies towards the middle of the dance floor where all of our friends were situated. Rose and Stephan danced together as they jumped up and down like they were on a high. I don't even want to tell you what Lucas and Dorian we


















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