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Belonging To The Darkness

*Arranged marriage*Enemies to lovers*Obsessed anti-Hero* “I fucking hate you!” She breathed out the words, slowly and steadily, into his face. Her garlic smelling breath hitting him right in the face, making his face twitch and break posture. “You,” he turned his head away to breathe away from her garlic scented bread, only for her to open her mouth and blow into his direction. “Fucking brat. Did your parents teach you nothing?“ “Pedophile!” She accused to his face. “Did your parents teach you to marry little girls?” Adrian scoffed. “it’s your father who is trying to marry you off. Take it up with him.” She tried to open her mouth, by the looks of it just blow her garlicky breath on him again. Adrian grabbed her jaw, squeezing her cheeks together, he made her shut her mouth. “Listen to me carefully, Brat,” he whispered, bringing his face closer to hers, “You better hope I don’t say yes to this proposal of your father. Because if I do, I will be shipping your ass off to a behaviour correction facility as the first thing.” Ignoring the sneer on her lips, Adrian patted her cheek forcefully, just for fun, before turning around and leaving her alone in the corner. “It’s on,” she vowed, “I’ll fucking set you on fire.” ***** Joyce O’Sullivan, 19 years old, a perfect age to get married and settled according to her family members, according to the church they went to, and according to the whole society that she did not give a damn about. Adrian Murphy was a name she had heard in her household many times but only by their mouths of. Those who dealt with business. When her father is finally able to score a meeting with the so called God of Europe, at least for the land to live in, she could not care any less only to find out that his father was making a proposal to him. Proposal of marriage. A proposal of marriage of her and him. The best part about it? He got to decide. And she certainly won’t let him decide in her favour. And why? Because it would get them power and power was everything. **** Dark romance you have been warned. Can be read as a standalone .

Inara_Me · Urbano
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315 Chs

A protective side - III

When choice thought of George, she only thought of one thing and that was the amount of times she had longed to have a future with him.

Countless times, Joyce had prayed when she had gone to church with her mother. She had begged God on her knees to give the future she wanted with the man she loved. Even though she always knew the truth that it was not going to happen in the least.

But if she had a chance to love someone, should George not have the first go?

She remembered how he had said that he would wait for her no matter what and no matter how long it would take for her to get clean from drugs. That was a big statement he had made there specially after she had disappeared into the blue. He could have easily said no because of that but George said yes.

So, he does not have the first chance?

"Would you like to have tiramisu for dessert?" Adrian asked and her eyes almost went to him in panic.

Now, there was no way he knew about what she was thinking. Nope. Nada.