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 · Fantaisie

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I'll remember

The sky was a deeper, more vivid blue than usual, stretching out like a vast sapphire blanket above. Beneath this expansive azure, the Black Forest stood in serene repose, its usual whispers of mystery now hushed in a rare moment of peace.

It was finally time. Zeke could feel it.

As he entered the house, he found Alicia and Azy together in the living room. Alicia, seated on the couch, was gently holding Azy's hands, speaking softly to him while he nodded in solemn understanding.

The sight of them made Zeke pause. A lump formed in his throat. Hiding behind the door, he pressed his back against the cool wall. He then dragged his palms across his face, weaving them through his hair. After a deep, steadying breath, Zeke's eyes regained their usual calm. Ready, he moved into the room towards his wife and son.

At the sight of him, both mother and son turned. Azy's face lit up. "Dad! You're back."

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