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Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"

A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night. A shrill voice announced, "The time has come. Let the bride enter!" A black carriage, lavishly decorated yet unsettling, rolled in slowly. The door opened, and a bride in a blood-stained wedding dress stepped out gracefully. "Where's my groom?" George hurried over, waving for the puppets to drag me away. He pointed at the players seated at a long table. "My lady, please take a look. Which one do you favor?" The bride lifted her veil. Blood slid down her face like melting wax. Her crimson eyes swept across the crowd. "I'm not satisfied with any of them. Not a single one looks pleasing."

she beamed coyly as her gaze remained fixated on the man who looked the most handsome man in the room He simply smiled as he took her hand and kissed the back of it, her heart fluttered at the gentlemanly gesture and a blush crept on her cheeks “Not at all Miss Mita, for a beauty like you I could wait for hours at a go without complaining,” “Oh! You embarrass me Master Rebel,” she blushed, her legs almost wobbled at his romantic words, no man spoke to her this charmingly and she couldn’t help feel giddy If she could get him as her backer and man, she could get everything in life that she wished for, besides she wouldn’t have to be with a loser like Raul who was anyways rendered incapable of

his voice went lower and his eyes burned darkly, “I’m going to feed you with my meat.” “Ouu,” I moved closer to him, my flirting audacious. “I do like meat.” “Uh-huh.” “Especially your meat. I want to stuff myself with it.” “You’re asking for it, William.” “Give it to me, Tristan. I want everything.” We were so close together, our faces illuminated by the light of a lone candle between us. I inched a finger closer, trailing towards him on the tips of them— “Monsieur Richmond,” interrupted a nasally and high-sounding voice, “Monsieur Bracknell, it gives me ze most zelightful honor to present your meal today—”

wasn't just my 'yes'; it was the gravity of everything he wasn't telling me. I sat back down, the chair scraping loudly against the marble floor. The ring felt heavy, a physical weight that seemed to pull my hand toward the table. I looked at the roses, pristine, white, and utterly devoid of scent. They were "perfect," just like the restaurant, just like the diamond, just like the narrative Richard was trying to sell to the world. A waiter appeared, hovering with a bottle of vintage champagne. "Compliments of the house, Mrs. Jones-to-be," he beamed.

His huge forehead reminds me of Tweety, if you bleached him and made him less cute. “Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Romano.” he says, with a look that lingers too long. Dante barely acknowledges him as he guides me into the mansion. Grand staircases, chandeliers dripping with crystal, marble floors echoing beneath my heels. My chest tightens as he leads me up the stairs, down a long hallway, to a set of double doors. When they open, every instinct screams at me to run, but my body won’t move. The room is grand and drenched in candlelight. Red roses cover the bed in a sea of petals. Romantic for a bride. Horrific for an imposter.

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Winning My Mate Back I Belong to Him Can't Help Falling in Love. My Bride is Not a Human

Our lips were almost touching. If I moved a little we will end up kissing. He brushed his lips on mine as my breath becomes heavier. I closed my eyes as his harsh breath kept on hitting my lips. But what he said next snapped my eyes open in shock. Damon: Be ready for the party. Your going to be introduce as a wife of Mafia king. Luciana Knight. Confusing her was his satisfaction. Satisfying himself was his habit. _______________________________________

Will he ever regret for what he did to Luna. What will happen between Melissa and Gabriel? Will she forgive him or move on. Indeed there are many questions. But your lovely author is ready to answer them. Oh no. Not with words but with my new story. Like I already once told you guys I have other plans for Hunter and that was my plan. A New Dark Romance Story of Hunter Knight. Monstrous Love. Monstrous Love is not a sequel of Billionaire's Madness but it's only a story of Hunter knight's life.

Professor said as he introduced a new classmate in their class. "Come here, Mister" After the door slid, a man with blonde haired appeared, who was bent over and for a moment, stood up straight, Loki could see he had a figure with similarities to the blonde haired man yesterday." "I'm Louise, nice to meet you all. I’m from France. Hoping we can be friends " Louise said enthusiastically as he vowed his head as gentleman. Girls keep screamed of love and kept stared at how handsome he was. While Loki stunned, her fingers unexpectedly pointed at him.