FAZER LOGIN"I don't love you. This is just a contract." That was what Damien Vane told her on their wedding day. Violet agreed to become his wife to save her father and pay off their debts. She expected a cold marriage, a lonely life, and a heartless husband. What she didn't expect was the way he looks at her. The way he gets jealous. The way he claims her as his own. "You are mine, Violet. Even if this marriage is fake, you are still mine." But behind his cold eyes lies a dark secret. Damien Vane rules the underworld. He has enemies who want him dead. And now, they know that his weakness is his wife. When bullets flew and lives were threatened, Damien showed his true self. He was willing to kneel down in the dirt, willing to get beaten, just to save her and her sister. "I would rather die a thousand deaths than live one day without you." Can their love survive the bloodshed? Can a contract marriage turn into a forever love? Or will the dangers and the people who want to tear them apart succeed?
Ver maisVIOLET’S POV THUD! The sound of his head hitting the concrete ground echoed loudly in the warehouse. My heart stopped. My breath hitched in my throat and I couldn’t scream anymore. That monster kicked Damien right in the face. Hard. “Damien!” I finally managed to scream, tears blinding my vision. “Stop it! Please! Don’t hurt him!” Damien didn’t even groan. He didn’t wipe the blood that started trickling from his lip. He just slowly lifted his head, looking up at the masked man with eyes that burned with pure hatred and defiance. He was bleeding. He was humiliated. He was on his knees… but he still looked like the most powerful man alive. “Is that all you got?” Damien spat out, his voice hoarse and dangerous. “You have to hide behind a child and kick a man when he’s down? You are pathetic.” “SHUT UP!” The man screamed, pressing the knife harder against Mia’s neck, leaving a small red mark. “I am in control here! I won! I have your wife! I have your sister-in-law! And you are c
VIOLET’S POVMy hands were shaking violently as I picked up my phone from the grass. The screen was dark, but the words of that monster were still echoing loudly inside my head, repeating over and over again like a broken record.“We have your sister… Kill Damien Vane or she dies…”“No… no… no…” I whispered, covering my mouth to stop myself from screaming out loud. Tears were flowing down my face like waterfalls, blurring my vision.My little sister. Mia.She was only ten years old. Innocent, sweet, and loved drawing pictures for me. She didn’t know anything about this world of violence and power. Why did they have to involve her? Why did they have to hurt the people I loved just to get to Damien?I looked up towards the window of the study room. Damien was standing there, looking down at me with those gentle eyes, holding his phone to his ear. He looked so strong, so invincible. But I knew that if something happened to me or to my family, it would destroy him.They gave me 24 hours.
VIOLET’S POV The car was speeding through the dark streets like a bullet. The world outside was just a blur of lights and shadows, but inside the vehicle, everything felt heavy and suffocating. I was still trembling, my body shaking uncontrollably from the shock. The sound of that gunshot was still ringing in my ears. The image of that man pointing a gun at us… it was terrifying. Damien held me tightly in his arms, not letting go even for a second. His hand was rubbing my back soothingly, but I could feel how tense his muscles were. He was angry. Furious. And scared. “Breathe, Violet. Just breathe,” he whispered against my hair, kissing the top of my head repeatedly. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you. No one can hurt you here.” I looked up at him, my eyes wet and red. “Damien… who were they? Why did they try to shoot you? This isn’t just business, is it?” He stared at me, his dark eyes swirling with so many emotions—conflict, pain, fear, and love. He took a deep breath and wi
VIOLET’S POVThe night was young, but the city was already alive with lights and noise. We were inside Damien’s private limousine, heading towards the biggest charity gala of the year. The car was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, yet the tension between us was so thick you could practically cut it with a knife.I was sitting on the plush leather seat, clutching my hands together on my lap. My heart was beating fast, not just because of nervousness, but because of the man sitting right next to me.Damien.He was wearing a tailored black tuxedo that fit him like it was custom-made by gods themselves. His hair was styled neatly, but a few strands fell over his forehead, giving him a dangerously handsome look. He was checking something on his phone, his face impassive, cold, and unreadable.But I couldn’t stop looking at him.Ever since that moment in my room earlier, things felt different. The way he trapped me against the wall, the way his finger touched my cheek, and those words he


















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