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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
Not enough ratings
87 Chs

The Lords of Claymount

The Mori's family mansion had transformed into a grand venue for Esme's birthday party. The wide ballroom was decorated according to the theme, with guests gracing the mansion in dashing suits and lavish dresses paired with glittery masks.

Everyone who attended wore their best outfits, as if showcasing their wealth. Jewelry and fancy drinks glittered under the huge chandeliers.

Stepping out of a white limousine, Chloe wore a red velvet dress and a black mask. Beside her was her husband, who wore a dark red shirt and a black coat.

"My wife looks so sexy," Ron whispered to Chloe as they entered the Mori mansion, handing their invitation to the guard. He held Chloe's waist, and she glared at him.

"Shut up. I just couldn't think of a date, so I came with you. I'd look pathetic if I came without a date, so I had no choice," she replied.

Ron grinned. "Come on, no need to be shy, babe. I know you wouldn't pick anyone else."