Bride Of Ignat Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

Wiping the cold water from my face, I gave a small smile to the camera. “Vincent, I’m going to be with my mom now. Goodbye.” I ended the recording and set my phone aside. Then, I closed my eyes and jumped from the top of the Empire State Building. Meanwhile, inside St. Patrick’s Cathedral, the wedding had begun, and Vincent and Elena were about to exchange rings. Vincent picked up the Medici family’s blue diamond ring. Just as he was about to place it on Elena’s finger, a sudden wave of unease hit him. As the ring slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, a ripple of gasps spread through the guests. Elena’s smile froze on her face.

The moment I shut the door, the message I had refused time and time again surfaced once more: "If you agree, I'm ready to pay any price to steal you from your wedding." Outside the room, Adriana went on describing her dream wedding amid snow-capped mountains and blooming flowers. Threaded through her words was Carlo's patient, indulgent voice repeating, "Whatever you say." I let out a bitter laugh and typed back, "There's no need to steal me away. You're my groom." "Carlo, if you were meant to end up in the snowy mountains, then I'll go to the warm Tuscanica instead. I'll let you go, and I'll finally free myself as well," I mused inwardly.

Paris I stared up at the cracked stonework of the old apartment building, clutching the box in my hands so tightly my fingers hurt. I tried to breathe, but panic was rising in my throat like a tide. The edges of my vision started to blur. I stumbled back to my car and shoved the box into the backseat with the rest of my things while kids ran through the street nearby, screaming and laughing like the whole world was normal. Exactly thirty days ago, I came home from my shift at the café and found my roommate Maria sitting in the living room with her impossibly greasy boyfriend.

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Adrian calmly pulled on a pair of white gloves before he slugged a brutal punch straight into Ignatius' stomach. Ignatius doubled over instantly, coughing up blood onto the pavement. Adrian immediately stepped away, scrunching his nose in disgust. "The gall of you to talk about the child! Her baby died because of you. Stay away from my sister. She finds you disgusting." Ignatius collapsed to his knees. He looked up at me, surrounded and protected by my brothers, radiant in my wedding gown. Then, he looked at the magnificent chapel and at Miles, who was standing tall and composed right beside me.

I enjoy that game and I always win. It only makes it more thrilling this time because my new bride is different. She doesn't wail and beg. She doesn't use tears to dissuade me from my course. She uses a chair and even her small fist. She's a warrior and this should be fun. What isn't fun is the stiff burden of my cock. I head to my chambers and mentally send a message to my manservant. "Deliver a tray of fruit and cheese to my bride. Take care that she doesn't kill you when you do."

My friend was already dead so I should be grateful for their help. "THE BRIDE PLEASE "the priest announced . The choirs began to sing the bride music,the whole congregation stood up to welcome her ,the door which had been closed up after my arrival was opened and the so called bride walked in dressed in a sea blue sparkling dress ,her face was covered with a veil so I couldn't see how ugly she looked . She had five bride maids tailing behind her and they were disturbingly the maids I had raped ,next to her was a woman I had never seen before ,she was bringing her to the stage ,does that mean she doesn't have a father ,how unfortunate .

Don muttered almost growing impatient with the priest unending words as he stared at the tip of his bride's gown. The priest repeated the same vow to Lillian and she looked at her father for a moment in the small congregation that gathered. She took her gaze back to the man in front of her and closed her eyes for a while. Remembering her promise, she opened her eyes and sighed. "Yes." She said simply. They both exchanged rings. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest said. Don unveiled her even before the priest could finish as he moved his face closer to hers making Lillian move hers backward. Was he trying to kiss her? Over her dead body would she all

"What are you doing? Stop! Don't do this." Her puny attempts to hinder me do absolutely nothing. Her legs wrap around my lower calves as I push her upper body over the ledge. I hold her there wickedly enjoying her terror. This will be her first lesson. "You attacked me at the claiming ceremony yesterday. If you were not my chosen bride you'd be dead now." I stare straight into her panicked eyes. "Then you proceeded to break a chair over my head and bloody my nose. It is within my right to punish you severely. You planned to die yesterday and now you're afraid because we're up a little higher than you feel comfortable?" I loosen my fingers and she slips just a bit backward. She's too scared t

My eyes moved down the page, faster now. The door slammed against its frame, hard, wood cracking somewhere near the hinge. "Whatever you just read—" Alexander started. Another crash. "—don't say it out loud." I got to the last line, and something in my chest went cold. This condition wasn't just about the inheritance. It was about the marriage. Another crash. The door began to splinter down the middle. Aridian grabbed my hand. "Whatever happens," he said, "stay behind me." I clutched the document against my chest as the door finally gave way