The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage
A triumphant smile curved his lips—cold, satisfied, as if he were sealing not a marriage but a definitive conquest.
“By the power vested in me by God and the Holy Church, I pronounce you husband and wife,” the priest declared, his voice thick, nearly choked by the tension hanging in the air. “You may kiss the bride,” he concluded, a faint tremor betraying his awareness that he had just blessed not a union, but a damnation.
As if obeying an irrefutable command, Vincenzo stepped forward.
He encircled Vittoria’s waist with unyielding firmness, and in that instant, her body reacted, straining to pull back, to retreat, to escape.
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