Married by Contract, Destined by Fate
"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.
Do you have any siblings?
Just as I thought that he was about to hit me, he stopped and I moved my palms slightly down to see him.
In a flash of a moment he composed himself, his eyes softened as he threw the phone on the bed.
"It didn't mean for you" he clarified himself "Don't take it otherwise"
Understanding, I nodded.
My eyes darted towards the clock, realizing that he was running late for the office. But, there was an unusual lack of haste in his movements. A sudden recollection struck me; the doctor had promised to send the reports before he reached the office. I couldn't resist the urge to ask him about it.
"Did you get the call from the doctor?" His eyes snapped at me in surprise as if I had asked something new to him.
"Umm, yeah," he said casually
"What did he tell?" My curiosity picked.
"I'm fine," he answered with nonchalance, his face void of any emotions—a familiar sight by now.
"And what about me?" I pressed further, seeking answers.