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.
She is not an orphan
Vincenzo's POV
As I ordered my man they brought the donor along with his parents here. I took a bouquet and went to the airport to welcome them. I found it sweet that they got ready to come here at one call.
I was waiting for them when the boy, whom I identified as Jasper came. I handed him the bouquet and ruffled his hair at which he smiled.
There was something about his smile that strangely reminded me of my Rose.
I then extended my hand to shake his father's, but my body froze in place when I laid eyes on the boy's mother.
It couldn't be possible.
The shock coursed through me as I stared at her, unable to believe my eyes.
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Roseline's POV
The past week had passed by in a blur for me. I spent most of my time sleeping, so I wasn't entirely aware of what was happening around me. However, certain memories stood out vividly, like visits from Emma, Liam, and Sister Mary.