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THE VENDETTA BRIDE: When the Devil says ‘I Do’ 52
Roman adjusted the cuffs of his crisp white shirt, his jawline freshly shaven, his movements calm and composed—like nothing had happened like he hadn’t just made her lose herself beneath him moments ago.Vera walked beside him, just as put together. Her navy-blue dress hugged her modestly, the scarf around her neck carefully arranged to conceal the fresh bruises and marks Roman had left behind with his mouth and hands. Her hair was combed into a neat low bun, and her lipstick was a soft peach that betrayed none of the passion she had lived through the night before.But her skin still remembered. Everything he’d done to her behind that closed door—the kiss under the shower, the way he lifted her like she weighed nothing, the way he whispered “mine” into her mouth again and again—still throbbed beneath the surface. She hadn’t expected any of it. And the man who had once ignored her presence was now kissing her five times before they even left the bedroom.It was terrifying… and confusin
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The morning came…Soft light tried to sneak through the thick curtains, but the room remained dim, as if reluctant to let in the world beyond their night. Vera slowly blinked awake, her lashes fluttering against the pillow. The silence was uncharacteristically calm, almost disorienting.She turned her head—and froze.Roman was still there, lying next to her, sleeping. For a moment, she just stared, almost unsure if she was dreaming. He never stayed, not like this, not past the act. She shifted slightly under the duvet and stiffened only to find herself naked. Her breath caught in her throat as the memory of the night before came crashing back in vivid waves. The way he’d touched her, tasted her, whispered things into her skin she never thought he was capable of saying. The way he made her feel—wanted, worshipped like she was more than a vendetta, more than a placeholder in a twisted arrangement.Her eyes drifted back to Roman’s face. His lashes were thick against his cheeks, jaw stil
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Words had long since faded, replaced only by the sound of rustling sheets beneath them and the soft flicker of the lamp casting shadows across the room. The golden hue fell over his bare chest, highlighting the tension in his muscles… and the hunger in his eyes.Her mind was still spinning—fogged with memories, confusion, and the unspoken weight of everything between them. But his gaze held her there, grounding her. There was no mockery, no cold detachment—just raw, undeniable desire.Roman leaned closer, and with one hand, he tugged gently at the silk strap resting on her shoulder. It slipped down slowly, exposing her collarbone to the cool air and to him. He lowered his mouth and bit her lightly, enough to make her gasp. Her fragrance hit him, teasing him, but every inch of her body responding to his touch before her mind could catch up.For the first time, she didn’t flinch. Instead, her hand moved up, threading through his thick, curly hair. She pulled him closer, her grip tight,
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She swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry. Why was he asking about this—about a man who’d rescued her—when he himself hadn’t been there? She looked up at him, confusion warring with exhaustion. “I… I didn’t see his face,” she whispered, her eyelids fluttering shut for a moment, as if to chase away the memory.Roman’s thumb stroked the fabric of her nightie, “What would you do if you saw him again?” His question was soft but insistent.Vera blinked heavily, every part of her wanted to close her eyes and drift back into sleep, “I… I would thank him,” she said.His free hand cradled the nape of her neck, pulling her close, until their head rested against each other, lips inches apart, breath mixing, her lashes brushing against his, their cheeks almost touched. The warmth of him was both soothing and unsettling.“Would you… fall in love with a man like him?” he murmured.Her heart lurched. She didn’t have the strength to answer. She stayed silent, pressing back into him in a plea to le
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Roman’s gaze never wavered as he watched her from across the warm pool of light cast by the lamp. This was her third drink. He had counted. And now, the alcohol had begun to wrap itself around her body like a slow-burning thread—loosening her, softening her edges.She wasn’t drunk, not fully.But she was relaxed. Her posture was no longer stiff. Her eyes were half-lidded, blinking slowly. Her shoulders eased back like some invisible weight had slipped from them. And then, without saying a word, she slid the silk shrug off her shoulders. It slipped down her arms and dropped to the floor with a soft whisper.Roman’s jaw tightened—just slightly. She had no idea what she looked like at that moment. Bare arms glowing under the amber light, collarbones exposed, the fragile rise and fall of her chest completely unguarded. She looked like temptation dressed in fragility. Every inch of her fed something dangerous inside him, and it was getting harder to keep that part of him contained.He smil
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"Make a drink for me," Roman’s command hung in the air like a challenge, and Vera froze. Her heart pounded so loudly that she was certain he could hear it. She quietly walked towards the station, looked over her shoulder, and saw him still seated in the dim lamplight, watching her every move.Shock flashed across her face. He had sounded so calm, and casual, but the quiet force behind his words was unmistakable. She could feel his gaze drilling into her back, drawing out her uncertainty and amplifying it until she was painfully aware of every tremble in her limbs.He rose, and the distance between them closed in two long strides. He stood inches from her now; she could see the fine hairs on his forearm, the slow rise and fall of his chest. His presence filled the room entirely.Without saying anything, Roman stepped forward and took the whiskey bottle from her hand. His fingers brushed against hers—just for a second—but it was enough to make her breath hitch. Her eyes lifted to his fa
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