Hellbound Heart

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] - Izabelle had underestimated the fire she thought she was going to play with tonight. But how could she ever have foreseen that the man she had happened to come across with does not play with just a small fire, but a whole inferno? ___ Excerpt: "You going through this marriage with me might as well be like you digging your own grave. Because the moment you start to want more from me, I will divorce you. And the moment you break your promise and try to fight me… I will ruin you and break you apart completely. Mercilessly. You will regret ever meeting this devil tonight." His threat was given in the same soft but cold voice. But Elle did not even flinch. Her gaze never faltered either. This man was ruthless, and she knew that clearly. His eyes that moment promised nightmares and darkness without any promise of respite. But no matter what he says now, it would still not change her decision. She truly had no other choice. "I understand now…" she said quietly, steeling herself. "Since you don't trust that I will keep my word, how about we do this? You prepare the divorce documents beforehand now and I'll sign it. That way, once you decide to divorce me in the future, the papers would already have been signed and there would be no way I can trouble you about it. You would just need to send it to the lawyers and have it notarized." A heavy silence reigned before his quiet disbelieving laugh broke the silence. "I'm at a loss for words, Princess Izabelle." He looked wickedly amused. But then he started nodding in approval. "Fine, princess. I will marry you." ___ Instagram account: kazzenlx.x facebook page: author_kazzenlx Discord server: https://discord.gg/UGTA3A4 Cover is mine so don't use it. Cover Art by @azihidalgo Logo by @gisel.arts

KazzenlX · Fantasy

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Sebastian became very still as a lengthy and quiet pause reigned between them. His eyes wide and in shock at her comment as she stared back at him, waiting for his response.

The abrupt appearance of a steel-cold glint in his eyes forced Elle's pulse to start rioting and picking up its pace.

Then she began to feel it – the fury that was radiating off him. The gleam that had appeared in his eyes was intense and hot. Too dangerously hot until it seemed to turn almost malevolent.

This was a look he had never shown her before.

Just as Elle was starting to feel chills running down her spine, his expression abruptly changed.

After what felt like a long while, he finally opened his mouth, as though ready to speak. But he then paused, appeared to think the better of it, and closed his lips again before he dropped his head.

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