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I Ruined Mr. Tyrant's Wedding

"What exactly do you want from me, Mr. Mori?" "I told you, I want a bride. You took my bride, you bring me another one." She snickered. "You want me to become a matchmaker?" "No, sweetheart," he stood from his seat and leaned forward. Both his hands were flat on the desk as he crouched and peered down at Allie's piercing eyes. Evan stared at her green eyes darkly. They were so alive like a lovely summer forest, yet at the same time they were unnervingly cold and fearless. He didn't like her defiance. "You will take her place. You will be my bride." [WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR TYPICAL BILLIONAIRE LOVE STORY. THIS MAY CONTAIN DARK THEMES!]

macy_mori · Urbano
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87 Chs

Why are you running away

"We only met a couple of times," she replied. "Thrice," she corrected immediately, recalling their first meeting at the café. "But we only talked during our two encounters. He's good company, and I noticed that he liked me, so I didn't want to ruin the fun by telling him I am his cousin's new wife."

Evan's eyes darkened. He grabbed Allie's elbow, his hand sliding down to her waist. Allie disliked being touched by Evan like this, but she couldn't openly show her displeasure. She had signed up for this charade, after all, and felt it was only right to take responsibility for it.

"That night when I found you at a downtown bar, you were with him?" he guessed. Allie didn't have to answer. The glint in her eyes confirmed it for him.