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He could neither protect her nor save her. After that, Valentina was locked in a cold, damp basement. Stale food was tossed through the iron bars each day. She tried to use the baby as an excuse to escape. But Luca didn’t give her the chance. He dragged Valentina to the hospital and forced her to have an abortion. When she woke up and found the child was gone, she completely broke down. She fled in a frenzy and disappeared. Luca didn’t bother chasing her. He simply spread the word throughout the entire city:

I turned. The mirror glowed faintly in the dark, like a window lit from another world. The woman inside it moved—not like a ghost, but like a prisoner pacing her cage. She pointed toward the wall. I followed her gaze—toward a painting. A young bride in colonial lace. Her eyes held secrets. Her smile… defeat. The name beneath: > “Anindya Damar, 1893 – Disappeared on Her Wedding Night.” The voice returned, stronger. > “The curse feeds on brides. On purity. On memory. But one bride... was never forgotten.”

She could never own his heart, only Clarice could. “Mr. Rodriguez when is the wedding” A reporter asked but he ignored her he unlink his hands and walked away “Very soon” Nora answered before posing one more time then headed inside “Damian darling what happened “ nora asked “Don't try to act like my wife nora” he said “Damian dont be rude ok, and Nora is your wife” his mum said in her voice leaving no room for arguments. The hall buzzed with quiet excitement Crystal chandeliers shone overhead casting a soft ambience across the elegantly dressed guest laughter and clinking of glasses, low conversations filled the air Damian sat beside Nora his expression unreadable, his fingers tapped on the

she asked. “No happy family nonsense?” I smiled. “I assure you, I have no desire to play happy families. I simply want an heir.” “An heir?” she said. “Are you royalty or something?” I ignored that too. “So,” I asked, “do we have a deal?” I sweetened the offer. Private housing. A car. Total privacy. She smiled. “Fine. Add it to the contract.” Then she asked, “Where are you from anyway?” “Upstate,” I said. “A place called Fell Village.”

Her wedding night. My jaw clenched so tightly a muscle feathered in my cheek. Only a genuine, irredeemable monster could set up the woman he claimed to love... the woman who had just walked down the aisle wearing his ring— and hand her over to strangers in a darkened suite just to blackmail her out of her inheritance. Julian Vance didn't deserve a quick death. He deserved to be skinned alive inch by inch until he forgot how to spell his own name. A dark, bitter laugh escaped my throat, echoing hollowly off the glass walls.

“You need to see this.” He set the tablet on my desk. I picked it up, and her face filled the screen. MISSING: Yvaine De Luca, 19 Daughter of underworld figure Nikolai De Luca vanishes after a high-profile wedding. RUNAWAY BRIDE? Sources claim the De Luca heiress rejected the Volkov marriage alliance and fled the ceremony. REWARD ISSUED A sum of $5 million offered for information leading to her safe return. FEARED ABDUCTED Others speculate rival factions may be involved.

Did she pick him up off the street and bring him to her condo? I knew Jheanne had a big heart and liked helping people, but what I didn't understand was how things had escalated all the way to marriage with a man she had picked up from the street. Unless... Unless the whole thing was just an act to get back at me. A smile slowly spread across my lips. If that was the case, then everyone deserved to know their wedding was a sham. And so the beggar was rich after all. A businessman. Then why hadn't he gone home to his own family? I'd find out. And I'd start with Jheanne. —

They'd never once really looked at me. Before long, security had pushed them back outside the gate. Nathan tried to fight his way through anyway. But in the end, all he could do was stand there and watch as I climbed into the bridal carriage without ever once looking back. That day, my wedding went off without a hitch. With the Sea Mother as our witness, Daniel took my hand and walked me, step by step, to my husband. Ten years earlier, after my parents had taken me away, he'd waited here for me the whole time.

It is groom of honour's right and also the law of marriage to take the bride. Royalty won't call it rape or assault, they will name it rights. Genelia's mind wandered around a lot of things. Master had the power of making her restless even when not being around... "We will be leaving before noon, master ordered to get you ready madam!" One of the servers of Garcia's lining up in the bridal chamber then decided to speak witnessing the paused bride standing, lost in her thoughts. They guessed the meaning of her state right and decided to unfurled the mystery and end her curiosity.

Intro: The Viking Bride tells the story of Brynja, a fiercely independent woman, and Ulfrik, a brutal yet enigmatic Viking chieftain. After her village is raided, Brynja is taken as Ulfrik's captive and declared his bride, her life irrevocably changed by the warlord's claim.