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Chapter 4 The Bride
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2026-04-19 08:10:32The night felt endless.
I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind spinning in circles. A wedding gown. Exactly the same as he requested. Why? Was he marrying someone else? But why would he care if my bruises healed? Why bring me food and force me to get better just for someone else’s wedding? Or… was this another twisted part of my punishment? The next morning, the door unlocked. Demi walked in. He wasn’t alone. Behind him were two women holding a long, white garment box. They placed it carefully on the bed and opened it. My breath hitched in my throat. It was the most beautiful wedding gown I had ever seen. Pure white silk, intricate lace, and diamonds that sparkled like stars. But it wasn’t just any dress. It was elegant, hauntingly familiar… and it looked exactly like the one his dead bride was supposed to wear. “Put it on,” Demi commanded coldly, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. “What?” I trembled, pulling the sheets closer to my body. “Why? Why would I wear this?” “I said put it on,” his voice dropped an octave, dangerous and final. “Or do I need to remind you what happens when you disobey me?” My heart sank. I knew better than to argue. With shaking hands, I let the maid help me. The fabric felt soft against my skin, but it felt heavy, like a shroud. It fit me perfectly, as if it was made specifically for my body. When I stood up, Demi’s eyes darkened. He walked slowly towards me, his gaze traveling from my head down to my feet. A strange expression crossed his face—part fury, part obsession, and something else I couldn’t name. “You look…” he whispered, reaching out to touch the lace near my shoulder. “You look exactly like her.” A chill ran down my spine. “Where are you taking me?” I asked, my voice barely audible. “You said I would see my family.” “You will,” he smirked darkly. “But first, you play your part.” He grabbed my arm, not gently, and dragged me out of the room. We walked through the long, dark hallways of his mansion until we reached the grand hall. The doors opened, and my heart stopped. My father was there. My stepmother. Even my boyfriend, Kean. They were all standing in the center of the room, looking terrified, surrounded by his armed men. “Father!” I cried out. “Fyr!” My father rushed towards me, but was stopped by a gun pointed at his chest. “Everyone stay in place,” Demi ordered calmly, yet his voice echoed like thunder. He pulled me close to his side, forcing me to stand beside him like a trophy. “What is the meaning of this?” My father demanded, his voice shaking. “Why is she wearing that? What are you planning, Demi Shire?” Demi smiled, but his eyes remained cold and dead. “You see,” he began, looking around the room at my terrified family. “Justice was not served by just killing her. Death is too quick.” He turned to look at me, his grip on my waist tightening painfully. “My bride died because of her. So now… Fyr Cloud will take her place.” “From today onwards,” he announced loudly, his voice filled with dark satisfaction. “She is not just my prisoner. She is my new Bride.” “And she will live wearing the face, the clothes, and the life of the woman she killed… forever.” I froze. The world seemed to stop spinning. His bride? He wasn’t going to kill me. He wasn’t going to let me go. He was going to force me to become her. To live as his wife, trapped in the shadow of a dead woman, belonging to a devil who would never let me forget what I had done.
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As I tended to his wounds, cleaning the blood and grime from his skin, Demi’s hand rose, his broad, calloused fingers resting against my cheek."What's wrong?" I asked softly, my breath catching in my throat."Do you have any idea how people look at me?" His voice was a low, resonant rumble that vibrated through the quiet room. "To them, I’m a demon. A cold-blooded monster. No one dares to come near me unless they're begging for their life or looking to lose it.""I know," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "When I was growing up, your name was always plastered across the front page. You were on the news, on every television screen. The ghost story everyone told to keep people in line."Slowly, his hand shifted, his thumb hooking beneath my chin to tilt my face upward. Forced to look directly into his dark, piercing eyes, I didn't see the ruthless mob boss or the tyrant the underworld feared. Instead, I saw the ghost of a boy who had been forced to grow up far too fast in a
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"Have you ever told Demi that Kean is the killer?" Dad asked, his voice low, gravelly, and heavy with a tension that seemed to bleed into the dimly lit room."I did. Twice already," I replied, the bitter taste of fear rising in my throat at the mere memory. "But every time I bring up his name, Demi snaps. He ends up choking me until I can barely breathe, so I learned to keep my mouth shut. I need concrete evidence, Dad. That’s the only way I can break free from this place and get back to your side where I belong.""That bastard!" Dad’s jaw clenched so hard the muscle beneath his skin twitched violently. White-hot fury flared in his dark eyes—the look of a man who had executed countless wealthy, criminal businessmen in his time, a man who dealt out vengeance to the truly evil, yet now found himself helpless to shield his own daughter.I reached across the small distance between us, wrapping my hands around his trembling knuckles to anchor him. "Dad, please. Calm down."He drew in a slo
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"Demi, does your mother and I mean nothing to you anymore—just because you married that wretched girl?" Kaye spat, her words dripping with venom. Those words flipped a switch inside him. Demi Shire’s gaze darkened into something primal and terrifying. His jaw clamped tight, muscle ticking against bone, before his heavy hand cracked across Kaye’s face. The impact echoed through the high-ceilinged foyer. Kaye gasped, clutching her bleeding lip as she crumpled onto the cold marble floor. "Monster! You ungrateful beast!" Stella shrieked, rushing to shelter Kaye behind her tailored skirts. "Ungrateful?" Demi hissed. A slow, terrifying smile curved his lips upwards, devoid of warmth. I stood by his side, silently observing the shattered facade. To the outside world—and to the high-society tabloids—they had always played the part of a harmonious family. But Demi had confessed the truth to me days ago: Stella was nothing more than his late father’s ambitious second wife. In the gilde
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