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Married by Contract, Destined by Fate

"St... Stay away" Her voice trembled in fear as he leaned closer, invading her personal space. His palms were pressed against the wall, caging her in his embrace while her tiny fists were making futile attempts to push him back. "So, you want me to go out to satisfy my needs when I have a beautiful wife at home?" His thumb stroked her lips, his eyes fixated on them, unyielding and hungry. "But you made it clear that your heart belongs to someone else and our marriage is nothing but an agreement" her heart throbbed with pain as she thought about it. After the horrific and pitiful past, all she yearned was for a man who could understand and love her but destiny has bestowed her a devil for a husband. "That's true" he cocked his head "But we don't love every chic we fuck. Do we?" His callous words shattered Roseline's world. All she wanted was to cry on her fate! Her pain was evident through her eyes but this didn't stop him from having what he wanted! ~•~•~•~ In an unexpected twist of fate, Orphan Roseline finds herself in a contract marriage with a ruthless Billionaire, Vincenzo De Luca. On the first night, she gets to know that he has married her on purpose, and the doors to his heart are securely guarded. He has money, looks, and fame but not the love which she has craved her whole life. She has an infectious laugh, he never graced his lips with a smile. She follows her path, he demands unwavering obedience. She is sympathetic, he is cold-hearted. Their personalities are worlds apart, yet both harbor secrets concealed behind their respective facades. Will Roseline be able to make her space in his heart or would she be cast aside once his hidden purpose is fulfilled? ~•~•~•~•~ Warning : Story contains mature content, light BDSM and dominating ML.

dayyyyydreamerrr · Urban
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168 Chs

Temptress

Vincenzo's POV

In one moment, she erupted into laughter, a sound that seemed almost maniacal. But then, without warning, she abruptly fell silent and her mouth began to move as if she were riding an imaginary scooter.

"Vroom, vroom" she was making weird sounds while her palms were fisted as if she was holding the handle of a scooter, her feet kicking on an invisible kick of the scooter.

Is she ok?

Has the drug taken over her brain?

I don't even know her fully!

Suddenly, she completely stopped moving, freezing in place. This sudden stillness surprised me even more, and I instinctively moved closer to her, my face just inches away. With a slow and deliberate motion, she opened her eyes, revealing a mischievous glimmer within them. And then, to my bewilderment, she burst into another fit of uncontrollable laughter, echoing through the car, taking me by surprise.

What the heck is going on?

I was still trying to comprehend what is wrong with her when she suddenly asked,