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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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Ugly I

The girl in the simple black woollen dress fiddled with her hands, a mild smile dancing on her lips. It had been too easy—she had not expected to cover up the actual culprit behind her previous gloominess but she was happy at what she'd said. Her words had left a lasting impression on him; she was sure of it.

Behind her, Rochester stood his place, the breeze stabbing hard upon his cheeks, his hairy brows had since furrowed and grown darker.

"What do you mean by that person being the reason for your discomfort in my house?" his orbs shone an iridescence of darker brown under the gloomy weather.

"I beg your pardon!" cried the girl, twisting a long-overdue turn. Her blazing eyes said more than what she'd aimed.

"So…" Rochester coughed a wistful laugh, "apart from being a manipulator, you have also become an atrocious liar?"

That was the last straw!

Slapping her hands against her skirt, Louisa walked furiously to where he was.

"You will not say a word like that to me again!"