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Belonging To The Darkness

*Arranged marriage*Enemies to lovers*Obsessed anti-Hero* “I fucking hate you!” She breathed out the words, slowly and steadily, into his face. Her garlic smelling breath hitting him right in the face, making his face twitch and break posture. “You,” he turned his head away to breathe away from her garlic scented bread, only for her to open her mouth and blow into his direction. “Fucking brat. Did your parents teach you nothing?“ “Pedophile!” She accused to his face. “Did your parents teach you to marry little girls?” Adrian scoffed. “it’s your father who is trying to marry you off. Take it up with him.” She tried to open her mouth, by the looks of it just blow her garlicky breath on him again. Adrian grabbed her jaw, squeezing her cheeks together, he made her shut her mouth. “Listen to me carefully, Brat,” he whispered, bringing his face closer to hers, “You better hope I don’t say yes to this proposal of your father. Because if I do, I will be shipping your ass off to a behaviour correction facility as the first thing.” Ignoring the sneer on her lips, Adrian patted her cheek forcefully, just for fun, before turning around and leaving her alone in the corner. “It’s on,” she vowed, “I’ll fucking set you on fire.” ***** Joyce O’Sullivan, 19 years old, a perfect age to get married and settled according to her family members, according to the church they went to, and according to the whole society that she did not give a damn about. Adrian Murphy was a name she had heard in her household many times but only by their mouths of. Those who dealt with business. When her father is finally able to score a meeting with the so called God of Europe, at least for the land to live in, she could not care any less only to find out that his father was making a proposal to him. Proposal of marriage. A proposal of marriage of her and him. The best part about it? He got to decide. And she certainly won’t let him decide in her favour. And why? Because it would get them power and power was everything. **** Dark romance you have been warned. Can be read as a standalone .

Inara_Me · Urban
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The guest - I

For a second, she just silently continued to stare at the woman next to her husband. Maybe it was just hoped that this was a dream or just an illusion that she was going to come out of there any time soon.

Possibly soon.

Insecurities ran through her body, as Joyce ran her eyes on the body of the woman. She was the perfect supermodel. Someone who actually looked good beside her husband, as someone who was made for him and not a good Christian girl, who made it clear that this marriage was arranged.

Daphne was still in the living room, and Adrian was working inside, talking to the woman, and did not notice Joyce by the side, giving her the perfect opportunity to run away and hide from him.

That was exactly what she did.

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The assignments of all the other subjects were almost completed except for Richard's class. That was only because the man was obsessed with making sure that everything was going according to plan and he would check it bit by bit.