"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.
Roseline's POV
As he moved his face closer to mine, my heart raced in my chest, and the world around us faded away. The anticipation of his lips meeting mine was almost overwhelming, and I could feel the electric tension in the air.
Our bodies were squeezed tightly. But then, just when our lips were mere inches apart, he stopped. My heart sank, and confusion washed over me.
Huh?
Our eyes met, and I saw a flicker of hesitation in his gaze. The moment hung suspended in time, and I held my breath, waiting for him to continue. But instead, he abruptly sat up, placing a reassuring hand on my back to steady me.
I slowly slid down his body and settled back on the bed, my heart heavy with disappointment and confusion. His sudden change in demeanor left me feeling lost and hurt.
But then I realized it wasn't a sudden change in him. I made scenarios in my head.