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I Ruined Mr. Tyrant's Wedding

"What exactly do you want from me, Mr. Mori?" "I told you, I want a bride. You took my bride, you bring me another one." She snickered. "You want me to become a matchmaker?" "No, sweetheart," he stood from his seat and leaned forward. Both his hands were flat on the desk as he crouched and peered down at Allie's piercing eyes. Evan stared at her green eyes darkly. They were so alive like a lovely summer forest, yet at the same time they were unnervingly cold and fearless. He didn't like her defiance. "You will take her place. You will be my bride." [WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR TYPICAL BILLIONAIRE LOVE STORY. THIS MAY CONTAIN DARK THEMES!]

macy_mori · Urban
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87 Chs

In the middle of the night

"This is Dahlia, the caretaker. She'll be cooking and cleaning the house while we're here, but she won't be here the whole day. She has a place on the northern part of the island with her family and relatives."

Evan introduced Allie to a middle-aged woman with a beautiful shade of olive skin. The island was located in a region with a tropical climate, so obviously the woman was a native. She was dressed differently too, which made Allie believe she was part of an indigenous community.

"Her family has been here before we bought this island. We let them live in the northern part in exchange for taking care of the island and helping to maintain the house," he explained while they were eating.