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Every inch of my skin is marked with blue and purple hickeys with red fading marks on several places of my body because of the ruff manhandling that I survived. My eyes are red as my cheeks are stained from all the tears I shed on my wedding night. He ruined me just in a night! I can't even recognise myself. I wipe my tears... No! He almost ruined me.. Almost... I won't let him ruin me more.. I will fight back until I free myself from this hell. And I swear Edward if this is hell for me, I will make this marriage a hell for you too. I won't be the wife you want me to be.

I hate that I can never challenge him and he makes me feel like a fucking toy that he could play with anytime he wants. “Do it and I will reward you” he says. “A dead man cannot reward the living” I correct him, just one pull from my finger and he would be dead. I don’t think he has grasp of the situation he was in. An inch closer and I pull back from him, he moved again and I push backwards once again. “Shoot me, prove to me that you are worthy to be my wife” he utters. What the hell? Was this a test to prove that me being his wife mattered to him, this was a title that I detested so much. A title that I never wanted in the first place and now he is telling me to prove my worth. To hell wit

I watched Lilly’s face turn every shade of red and loved every minute of it. I wanted her so bad and she just shot me down with one little message. This was a first for me, I was so used to women throwing themselves at me that I didn’t expect the response I got. I do like having to work for what I want and decided it would be worth all the time and effort I put in it.

He shook his head in a no and walked out of the room. "After this, you can divorce him, Meera. You don't have to be bound in this forceful marriage forever," she said. My hands went cold, my heart pounding inside my chest. She wants me to divorce my husband. But isn't she right? This was a forced marriage. Abram was hers, but I snatched him away. But then my Abram... he loves me. She opened her mouth to say something, but the door opened, and then he looked at me. His shoulders hunched down in defeat.

"I went through several surgical procedures, and the Moon Goddess gave me another chance. However, my wolf was severely affected, and he started losing his strength. One of the ancient healers advised me to find a mate because only the other half of our souls can heal us. That's why I was so desperate back then. When you refused to be my mate and wanted to reject me, I decided to go along with your rules. Marking you and completing the mating process was the first step to heal my wolf. But I didn't know that I would get addicted to your presence. It's true that I initially brought you here for selfish reasons, but... I fell for you." I paused, struggling to hold back the surge of emotions th

My fingers tighten around the pages, as if by sheer force I can crush the reality staring me in the face. This is really happening. He thinks he can throw me away just like that? Like I am some business contract he's discarding the second I am no longer convenient? The weight of betrayal slams into me with full force. A slow burning rage ignites in my gut, curling like smoke through my veins with a suffocating effect. I lift my gaze to Damian. The man I married. The man I loved. And yet, the man sitting across from me is a total stranger. His jaw is set, and his dark eyes are so cold and heartless.

"I will rise above their judgment and prove that I am more than just a useless trophy wife. I will show them that I am strong, resilient, and capable of so much more!” The fire within me burned brighter, fueling my desire for redemption. I knew it would be a long and arduous journey, but I was no longer the naive and submissive woman they once knew. I had been reborn, both in body and spirit, and I would seize this opportunity to reclaim my life. I would defy their expectations, shatter the limitations they had imposed on me, and forge a new path for myself. Their betrayal would become the catalyst for my transformation, the fuel that propelled me towards my own personal triumph.

Forced Marriage Mommy Needs To Work Hard Chapter 82 Mafia's wife is a little irritating Eric replied to Jasmine, "But for me, she is my past and you are my tomorrow. I was forcibly married to you but now I want to request you to give me a chance in our relationship." Hearing Eric's words, Jasmine suddenly remembered how Eric had frightened her and forced her to marry him. Eric had threatened Jasmine that if she did not marry him, then he would tell Ryle's truth to his dad and would send Ryle for training where no one could go to him except those who trained him.

The moment Evie's words left her mouth, I felt devastated. And on top of that, her parents agreed with that man, Lockwood, and now not only does she have to marry him, but also, she is to believe that they are in love and willingly engaged! What makes me even more frustrated is the fact that I can't do anything about it! I was walking up and down the corridor of the hospital trying to figure something out. What if I kidnapped her? "Whatever you're thinking I'm pretty sure it won't work. Not when you frown that much…" I heard a voice behind me and turned around fast enough to get myself a nasty cramp.

I had seen the hurt in her eyes, but I had ignored it anyway. The call with my grandfather that night had shifted something inside me. His voice still rang in my head as I thrusted myself deep inside her. His repeated warnings on how I wasn’t allowed to love her. Not allowed to love my wife! It's insane that this whole contract and marriage thing was his idea and now, I wasn't allowed to love her. She did not deserve any of this. The moment she signed that contract and agreed to that marriage, she stepped into a dangerous world that followed me everywhere. Now her brother had paid the price for it.