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For time would pass over them, their years of youth would be ephemeral, and finally they would be lost among the yellowish leaves of history. Ezra Azzar knew very well the tricks that could be hatched by concubines and wives along with vengeful eunuchs. And although, she did not have a secret formula to avoid trouble, she knew she should not be the king's favorite. She just wanted to live quietly. Life in the harem seemed to be peaceful, but that appearance was only the surface of an immense castle of evil or a thin cloth that divided the elements of water and air. And that at the slightest movement he plunged into the black depths of his intentions.

“And I need something...” “I have a condition to “help you,” he says, cutting me off, I tell him to continue.” Don't get married, if she is in love it will help in the process of softening her image to her parents, and she will have me to confront and justify it. Then calmly think about marriage. Nego shook his head. “She could be pregnant” I speak of my suspicions. Lorenzo snorted and smacked my forehead. Pregnancy before marriage is punishable. "Certainty?" question.

Rich stood by his car, his gaze fixed on the endless rows of vehicles filling the mall's expansive carpark. A profound weariness settled over him, a bone-deep exhaustion that transcended mere physical fatigue. He yearned for escape, a desperate urge to slide behind the wheel and embark on an aimless drive, a journey to nowhere in particular, a flight to his own personal Neverland. The memory of his forced marriage to Megan surfaced, unbidden. He had envisioned a life of unrelenting misery, his only solace the sweet affection of Liana, his girlfriend.

“If you don’t want me to have another woman in my bed, I will bring you there and you will be with me for the next few nights, whether you like it or not.” Before I could process what Flame said, he picked me up like a sack of rice. My upper body was behind his body while he clasped my legs. “Flame!” I shouted. When we left the room, he threatened Rachel to not follow us. “Flame, put me down!” He didn’t listen, but I just saw that we entered his room. After Flame got off me on the bed he went on top of me and placed his thigh between my legs. “You should marry no one but me, Christine. I am your fiancee, I am the one you will marry.”

I just talked to my husband and his warnings were embroidered on my chest. "Ezra, why are you so eager to get me? You can any woman you want---" "Exactly! I can get any woman---" "Except me because I'm married." A stone stumbled my chest. "Marriage is not an exception if you didn't choose to get married in the first place. It was an arranged marriage, right? So I'm gonna get you out of it." "Ez---" "A forced marriage wouldn't stop me from wanting you. Call me an illicit man, but I'm gonna do everything to make it right. To turn the page around and make you mine again, Snow."

Chris was right when he said she couldn’t escape him, he stole her heart and she was a willing victim. A forced marriage turned into the best marriage, full of love and happiness for Rita Jones. She loved her man with all her heart, body, and soul and the love deepened with each year spent together. Chris made her feel so valued and loved every day. That’s all that mattered to her. His love for her.

His grip on my waist tightened and pulled me closer to him if that was even possible because we were as close as two fingers joined. “Annabella, you are mine and we don’t have to argue over this as you and I both know that you are mine in every way possible. Also, there isn’t a chance of both you and Isabella meeting any time soon. You will marry me in front of my clan either willingly or unwillingly. You and I both know that YOU will be there in front of me on the aisle anyhow so why not save time and energy for later use and accept this and be there willingly?” He ended his speech with a question and I was listening to him like an obedient child. I knew I had lost the battle even if it had

I wish your guilt over what you did will eat you alive, but knowing the man you are, I can’t even hope for that. My parents knew of Lorenzo and me. They forced me into a marriage with you so I could get over him. They lied to you and destroyed my life Even if I can’t hope for your guilt, I know that I can trust in your vengefulness ~] My breathing had slowed as I read Serena’s letter to me. I couldn’t move, could only stare down at her last words. I wasn’t sad about losing her. I’d never had her to begin with. She’d clearly been Lorenzo’s, even after his death. I felt a deep sadness over what this meant for Stefan and Sofia and a raging madness toward the people who were responsible for this

The part of me that held every romantic feeling, every intimate moment, every precious memory of Kieran and Dimitri together. "I can handle it," Love said, but her voice shook. "Eons of imprisonment, aware but unable to reach them—I can—" "You can't," Dimitri's light-form pulsed with anguish. "That's the worst possible aspect to isolate. Love needs connection to exist. Imprisoned alone, aware but untouchable—" "The lottery chose," Authority said firmly. "We agreed to accept chance's decision." Through our bonds, I felt the other aspects' horror and relief. None wanted imprisonment, but this specific cruelty—Love separated from her beloveds for subjective eons—seemed designed for maximum suff

Daniel shot an irritated gaze at Miliani's hesitancy. "I-I want to talk to Rose," trembling with fear, she requested. Rose was Daniel's brother's wife and also Adam's daughter from his first marriage... and, when Mili got to know about her half sister after coming to this Knight's mansion, she had one hope. The ray of hope that the kind-hearted woman Rose showed her... made her feel that she could have a life ... a truly free one until Daniel crossed her path, again, shattering every illusion of freedom with the cruellest bind of all - a forced marriage. "Nessuno può impedirmelo," his lips curved into a cruel smirk. He immediately gripped her upper arm and made her hold the pen with the othe