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Thê Ûntîtlêd

Just...what exactly are you doing?!" "Being greedy...what else?" She gasped as he pulled her in his arms, encircling his muscular black shirt covered ones around her slim waist. Her eyes widened even more when she felt all his pectorals and muscles underneath his shirt through her flimsy nightgown. Her lips trembled when she felt him tilt her chin. "B-but I'm your brother's fiance..." His luscious lips stopped halfway at this. "Then I hope he won't mind if I steal away his unattended, unhappy fiance forever..." Isleen Liberine, the only daughter of Duke Frederick was sent to her in-laws house before her marriage, just like any other daughter of a noble. But here's the twist....Isleen is NOT like the other daughters of nobles. So when her family successfully persuades her to get married to the proud Count of Heathanne's son, Daniel...she immediately retaliates, only to be subdued with a heavy hand. But what our wild Isleen didn't expect to discover was something that'd turn her life in a three sixty degree manner...or maybe finally allow her to spread her wings of freedom? . . . . . Abused, bruised and beaten...the only things which 'the untitled' Rhysand knew was pain. So when a warm ray of sunshine penetrates his cold world, he's desperate to grasp it no matter the consequence. But what he doesn't expect is that sunshine to be none other than his brother's fiance!?.. . . . ~Thê Untîtlêd is a story of a whirlwind forbidden romance and the desperate attempts to live your dreams.~

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•••27. Înfôrmâtîôn•••

The air of change that was felt among the servants was felt by the crux of renaissance of the House of Heathenne as well. In fact it was because of him a reformation was carried out in the house of Heathen, with Mara being sacked and the Countess being bedridden leading to the temporal responsibility of the House of Heathen's inner matters solely resting on the hands of Isleen Liberine. The servants could sigh in relief enlivening the former dull, monotonous ambience of the mansion. Such change did not remain unnoticed by Daniel and the Count as well-while the father nodded in praise of Isleen's ability, remarking how perfectly she'd suit the position of future countess of Heathenne, Daniel, on the other hand, still viewed his fiancé sceptically since he couldn't overlook his fiancé's favour towards his step brother.