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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 · Fantasi
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400 Chs

Too well 4/5

The moment Elle shut the bathroom's door close behind her, she buried her face into her palms. Her breaths became a little fast as the memories of Sebastian calling out that name in his sleep flashed across her mind. Her eyes burned and her throat stung so bad. 

Slowly, she leaned against the door and looked up at the ceiling. A bitter and ironic smile started to tug at the corners of her lips as the memories from last night flooded into her mind next. 

Last night truly was too good to be true. His sweetness… those confessions or whatever they were… they had been so out of the norm that she felt like she was dreaming. And now, here she was. She had been so happy last night that she felt a fleeting fear of feeling such a level of happiness in a very long time. Now she knows why. She should have known that when things are going too well, it truly was too good to be true. Feeling that pang of pain in her heart, she laughed mockingly at herself.