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Richard strode into the opulent manor, loosening his silk tie as he made his way towards the grand staircase. It had been a frustrating day of dealing with corporate leeches and simpering yes-men. He was looking forward to retreating to his private suite for a stiff drink."Richard!" His father's booming voice rang out, freezing him in his tracks. "To my study room, now."Grinding his teeth, Richard pivoted and headed for the large mahogany doors leading to Rothchild's inner sanctum. He rapped his knuckles against the polished wood."Enter."Richard pushed through, affecting an air of casual nonchalance. "You bellowed, father?"Rothchild looked up from behind his desk, cigar clenched between his teeth. His cold eyes glittered with calculation."I have news that requires your...compliance, son." He took a pull from the cigar, exhaling a plume of blue smoke. "You're to be married this coming weekend."Richard felt like he'd been doused in ice water. He blinked rapidly, convinced he'd mi
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Amelia stood rigid before the floor-length mirror, numb disbelief carving hollows beneath her eyes. The white satin gown she wore was like a funereal shroud, the veil a barbed veil obscuring her rapidly crumbling future."It's time."Her mother's tremulous voice barely penetrated the mental fog enveloping Amelia. This was really happening so very fast. They were sacrificing her life, her freedom, at the blood-stained altar of the Rothchild family's avarice.The Well decorated gigantic mansion of Rothchild ballroom was an opulent vision of vaulted ceilings and crystal chandeliers. But its beauty was tainted, perverted, as Amelia was led down the aisle in a procession of condemned souls.Richard waited before the ostentatious archway, resplendent in his tailored tuxedo. But his eyes were those of an apex predator assessing its latest kill as Amelia approached.On either side of the aisle, Jasmine and Bianca Richard's first cousin and sister looked on with undisguised scorn and contempt.
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Amelia's heart thundered in her ears as Richard led her by the hand down the corridor towards the master bedroom suite. Every instinct screamed at her to wrench free and run, but they both knew it was futile - she was trapped, a gilded bird with clipped wings. Richard paused before the ornate doors, turning to face his new bride. His eyes did little to mask his hungry appraisal as they raked over her trembling form. "Are you afraid, wife?" he murmured, the mocking endearment carrying a clear undercurrent of threat.Amelia lifted her chin in a facade of defiance, refusing to show fear before her tormentor. "Should I be...husband?" A flicker of something dark and scorching passed across Richard's features before he suddenly grasped her upper arms in a bruising grip, pinning her against the door. Amelia's eyes widened as she found herself trapped between the unyielding wooden surface and the even more unyielding planes of Richard's body."Let me make one thing exquisitely clear," he ru
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Richard undressed methodically, his gaze burning into Amelia with undisguised hunger as she cowered on the bed. With each piece of clothing shed, the atmosphere thickened with dread and obligation.Finally bare before her, Richard stalked towards the bed, eyes glinting with primal possession. Amelia shrank back, trapped against the pillows as he loomed over her. No words were exchanged - none were needed. His hands roamed her body as if laying claim, and she squeezed her eyes shut, desperate to distance herself from the violation to come.What followed was an anguish of flesh and surrender. Richard took her cruelly, rutting into her with animalistic fervor as Amelia's cries of anguish transmuted to hoarse sobs muffled against the bedsheets. She retreated into herself, a prisoner within her own mind as he enjoyed the spoils of his conquest.Afterwards, Richard rolled onto his back, chest heaving. He eyed the shuddering, brutalized form of his new wife with an emotion akin to dark satisf
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With a disdainful sniff, she released Amelia and swept past, leaving the younger woman shaking and nursing what would surely blossom into a lurid bruise along her jawline.Tormented from all sides, with no allies or escape from the Rothchild estate. Truly, she had entered the serpent's den, surrounded by venomous predators eager to strike at any moment of perceived vulnerability.During tea socials, Jasmine and Bianca derived cruel delight in loudly recounting lurid tales of their past romantic dalliances in excruciating detail. They smirked as Amelia's cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassed discomfort."You really must loosen up around us, little wife," Jasmine purred with mocking condescension. "We're to be lifelong sisters, after all."Whispers and pointed looks followed Amelia wherever she went. The maids and servants studiously averted their eyes after witnessing one too many instances of the new wife's mistreatment. Even Eleanor, the icy Rothchild wife, seemed to take perverse
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Amelia's eyes widened in disbelief. "B-But that's servant work, sir! Surely there are maids more suited to-""Silence!" Rothchild's roar made her flinch. "You'll do as I command without argument, or would you prefer an evening's penance in the stables to remind you of your place?"Fighting against tears of humiliation, Amelia could only stoop and retrieve the coarse apron before scurrying from the room, Rothchild's mocking laughter ringing in her ears.The hours that followed were some of the most degrading of Amelia's life as she scrubbed and scoured on blistered hands and knees. By the time Eleanor arrived to "inspect" her progress, she was disheveled and filthy to the roots of her hair from the toil."Well, isn't this a sight of inspiration," the matriarch sneered, surveying Amelia's handiwork with a critical eye. "I had my doubts, but it seems some base menial labor may be the only honest work you're suited for after all."Rage, bitter and caustic, finally bubbled up from that dar
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"Meet me in my room once you are done with your food." Rothchild father said and got up From the dining chair after he was done with his dinner. "I have something for you."He left, leaving Rothchild in deep thought. He wondered what he wanted to give him. He finished his food quickly and headed to the father's room. His father was sitting on the edge of his bed when he walked in."I'm here, father." He said, standing behind him."Here." He picked up a bunch of keys. "This is keys of your new house. It well finished. You don't need to carry much loads. You will be moving in tomorrow with your New wife.""A new house?""Yes, I build the house for you, waiting untill you get married. I can say it's my wedding gift.""Thank you so much. I didn't see this coming. You are the best dad in the world.""Go and enjoy yourself son." Rothchild took the key and went back to his room. There, he found Amelia lying on the bed. She have done so much work and was resting on the bed.""Get ready, we wi
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After a moment of bawling, Rothschild fell silent and gave Amelia a long and hard look before he walked away from her. Taking out the keys to the new house from his pocket, he unlocked the door and pushed through it with all his might as he walked in. "Oh my!" He said holding his breath as soon as the dusty scent of the house hit his nostrils. "What's that!" Amelia asked as she appeared at the back of Rothschild, dragging the luggage behind her. "Can't you perceive the amount of dust in here?" Rothschild said to her with an irritated undertone. "I don't smell anything." She said as pouted her lips and made her way past Rothschild while dragging the luggage behind her. She suddenly stopped as she realized that to get to the bedrooms, she had to ascend the numerous flights of stairs that were before her. Ascending the stairs was not the problem but how she was going to drag all this luggage up three was the problem. "Can you at least help me take the luggage upstairs?" Amelia asked
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