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ENCHANTMENT: Love is not Real, Power is.

Sophia’s life wasn’t perfect but it was at least going her way until fate decided otherwise. Stuck in a loveless marriage but still devoting herself to her husband, who treats her like trash, and sons, who adore her, she however, finds herself betrayed by the monster of a husband she has. He was certain she couldn’t live without him as she had built her life around him, and he was more than ready to put her through a new type of hell she didn’t know existed. Except this time, she was no longer the woman he met and lived with for five years. Would he wait for her to become the groveling ex just for him to prove his superiority or would she turn him into that ex? *************************************************** “It’s you I love!!” “But you are going to be his wife for a fucking year, Soph!!!” “It’s just 365 days, my love and after which, I’ll be out and back into your arms again. We’d get married just like we’ve always planned.” “Married? When I know another man is going to be sleeping with you for a whole year.” “Never! It’s an arranged marriage and I don’t have a choice but one thing I can assure you about is the fact that there would be no sexing or even sharing of a room.” “Are you sure?” “Absolutely.” **************************************************** “I don’t know if the terms of this contract was properly explained to you but…” “Being your wife for a year and going our separate ways afterwards.” “After you’ve given birth to my baby, of course?” “What?” “That’s the whole essence of this waste of my time. My parents want a grandchild and that’s what you’re here for… WIFE!”

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CHAPTER FORTY NINE

SOPHIA'S POV

I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night to see myself in a strange room and a sharp pain in my stomach. I first tried to make sense of the room I woke up in as it was not the usual room I was used to. It felt like my brain was taking too much time to process the present situation. I looked around the room and could hardly recognize anything in the room. I tried to remember how I got here and my brain was not willing to help.

A sudden sharp pain in my stomach reminded me of what I did that day and where I was. I was in my new home, Damien's renovated house. No wonder everything looked strange to me. I remember my experience in the hospital and concluded it was responsible for the pain I was presently feeling.