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The Merchant's Bride

[ON HIATUS!!!!] What are the chances that a selfish, spoiled and arrogant daughter of a noble man in the little town of Griffinwald would fall head over heels in love with a foreigner, an affluent merchant who bathes in the very waters of pride, arrogance and bloated ego? What are the odds that the universe would plan their meet in the most dramatic way; a missing handkerchief flying off with the wind; Scared horses whinning loudly in the distance, a banging thunderstorm is the grand plan. What if this merchant has travelled this far to seek out a certain girl who should become his bride, only to land his heart in another woman's bosoms? ___________ EXCERPT ____________ "The housekeeper is not," said she. "And I am not dumb enough as you think. I can figure my way out of here." "You can?" "Yes, I can." "Hm." Rochester travelled his hand up to his lips. Bussing his mouth sensually with his thumb, he felt his lips divide. Hoping it would have the desired effect on the girl, he said, "I am still confused. Why haven't you left here already? Is there perhaps something else you would need me to do for you? Want to warm my bed perhaps?" "You are disgusting, sir! And I hate you!" Louisa yelled, and in a couple of sprints, she was outside his chamber, shutting the door with a slam. ====== PS. This book is set in thesame fantasy world as my other book, "The Dark Lord's Maiden." You could add up the other book to binge read up to the latest chapters to understand the personality of these characters. But then again this book can also be read as a stand-alone, apart from TDLM. NOTE BELOW! The first chapter has been renamed “Prologue [Silver blue] ” and the former content has been changed. Please clear cache or re-add to Library if you cannot access it. Cheers! And happy reading COVER ART BELONGS TO ME. DO NOT STEAL! ínstαgrαm hαndlє: @nαncчjímσffícíαl fαcєвσσk @ Nαncєє Jímí fα¢євσσк ραgє @nancy writes

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The room got dusky and dry of all emotion, the grey-coloured walls to either side, smooth and purpley. The light fixtures; fat candles that were barred into the brackets on the topmost part of the walls, gave the room an illusion of warmth despite the gushing downpour outside that drove in the cold. It took Samantha a minute to realise what Isabelle had meant by her timely quiet. 

She frowned at her. "Why would you think so?"

Isabelle was much too absorbed in herself to care about her mood right then. 

"Why else would I have agreed to be his wife if I didn't have a strand of emotion for that man? I've been in love with him all these years."

"Lucky you!"

"Yes, I am going to be the lucky sister just this once. That Hazel is simply a leech that will get put in her place soon. She claims she is pregnant for my Rochie but I doubt that she is telling the truth."

"Is that supposed to make me feel any better or you?" asked Isabelle. 

"I know what I am saying "