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.
Worshipping her (18+)
Roseline's POV
"Give me the honor to worship you," Vincenzo whispered, his voice filled with a yearning that sent a thrill through my body.
His words were so unexpected, so beautifully intense, that they took me off guard, leaving me momentarily breathless.
At that moment, our world seemed to narrow down to just the two of us, and everything around us faded into the background. His arm was wrapped securely around my waist, and I was leaning against him, my heart racing in response to his words.
I could see the desire in his eyes, a burning hunger that mirrored my own. It was a desire that had been building between us for so long, a longing that had grown with every stolen glance and tender touch. And now, here in this intimate moment, it was impossible to deny the depth of our passion.
I wanted him just as desperately as he wanted me. Our love was a force that had withstood trials and tribulations, and it had only grown stronger with time.