"Don't do something you will regret later, baby doll." His breath was fanning against my neck. As if some electricity run down to my spine, I shudder to his touch. But he did not touch me all. "I have reggaretted way to much due to my stupidity. Now I want to think wisely." Contolling my running heartbeat I spoke without cracking my voice. "Fair enough then. I will be waiting for your wise and right decision." Saying he detached his body as he look into my eyes. The eyes held warmth for me has something else which I can't pinpoint. Why am I getting feeling something is terribly off?
Cast
Sarah Rose Williams (Female Lead)
Grandmother Grandfather - Rose & Samul Williams
Mother Father: Samantha (Passed Away) Matt Williams
Best Friend: Samira Bale
Nathan More
Sean Hudson (Male lead)
Father-Mother: Jennet & Alex Hudson
Grand Father: Morris Hudson
Best Friend: Eric Johnson
Ch-1
Standing in a church in front line of my husband. Yes, my husband, who has not given a single glance towards me yet.
"Now, you may Kiss the Bride," Priest announced.
Hearing this, I stiffened and my fist was sweating, but I acted as orderly as I could. I fisted my fist and clenched my jaw to control my emotions.
He eventually turns towards me, and I stare at his face, but he has no expression. No smile, no anger, no affection, no frustration and NO LOVE!
I crave to laugh at the thought, is there someone on the earth who can even love me?
He slowly reached towards me and tilted his head a little. I looked up to see his face. I was looking into his blue eyes and he was looking at my grey eyes.
Nervousness took over me when he came really close to me, and I closed my eyes and waited for the kiss, but I never felt his lips on my skin.
I came out of my expectations when I received a cheering noise from our family and a few friends who were invited to the marriage.
And then I understood he just acted as if he kissed me.
Though I have faced many, but this was the best insult I have experienced till now.
Wow, a husband denied a kiss to his newly wedded bride. Just wow.
Tears welled up in my eyes, but I hid them instantly, as I did not want anyone to see my weakness.
I again peered at him, and he was smiling at everybody, while saying thank you.
''What an act, "I thought, looking back at people around us.
After Some time, we bid goodbye to my father, who was happier as I was leaving his life.
My Grandmother is the only person I have in my life. When I see her, I feel I am still loved by someone and love exists in my life, too.
She held my palm, and I had tears in my eyes as she was the one I used to get some warmth from, but my father took away that also and sent me to a hostel far away from her. And today, again, he did the same.
"Princess, do not worry, this is the end of your struggle in your life. Now you are not alone. Sean is with you and he will take care of you." I nod a little, as I know better how much he will care for me.
She looked towards him and said, "Son, take care of my princess. She is my pride."
I look towards Sean. He was silent for a moment, thinking something, then nods but I look into his eyes and I can read how unsure he is of this promise. I smirk at my fate.
I looked at my grandmother and said "take care granny and call me every day, ok?"
"Of course, my little flower I will," she said, creasing my cheeks.
Finally, we rested in the car and moved for I do not know where.
We reached the mansion, almost the same as ours, maybe a little bigger, but for me, it is still the same because I do not care about this materialistic stuff.
He got down from the car and left inside without even looking at me. I felt bad a little, but then I laughed internally. What, I was expecting him to hold me in his arms and take me inside?
My thoughts broke when I heard someone clearing his throat and I looked up and saw the driver was standing by the open door.
I nodded to him in thank you and started walking inside.
This mansion looks beautiful. I look at the surroundings. It has a beautiful garden and big-big trees around and so many security guards.
Is he a President or what? For what does he need this much security? I shake my head at this rich person's unnecessary drama.
I started walking towards the giant door. My heels were making a clicking Sound on the fine, shining marble.
I crossed the porch and reached the living room and saw him standing there with all his glory, keeping his hands in his pocket, and I guess maybe waiting for me?
I stood at my place a few feet away from him and looked at him as I waited for him to speak. And finally, I got the grace to hear his voice (do not ignore my sarcasm)
"First, never forget this is my house and if you choose to live here, you must follow my rules. And if you do not want to live, fuck off. I dislike noise in the house. The second stays out of my business and the third does not come to front me if possible and do whatever you want." He showed me a black card he was holding in his hand and said, "and never bother me."
He threw the card on the table and started walking but stopped and called out to Anna, A lady in her mid-50 came running and bowed down towards him and answered "Yes Master".
"Show her the cellar". He stated in one go and had for I do not know where.
My heart got shattered into pieces hearing this. I had faced many things in my life, still belonging to a rich family. I always had luxury around me. I never thought I would live in some basement after my marriage.
She glances at me with a blank expression and nodded towards me to follow her and because of no other option; I did as I was told, but not before grabbing his card.
We arrived at the cellar after crossing eleven stairs.
Yup, I counted.
She turned on the light and I looked at the place and to my dismay; it is not a normal basement; it is a beautiful small house with a small living room, kitchen, and one enormous bedroom.
Looking at this, my heartfelt Some ease, at least it is not as bad as I thought. So.
Feel home Miss Williams, the lady's name Anna, spoke with a bit of bitterness.
I looked towards her. "It is Mrs. Hudson for you, '' I said, raising my eyebrows. What did she think she could dominate? Like it or not, I am still his legally wedded wife and nothing can change that. I smirk at her, thinking, 'Oh, darling, you do not know me yet.'
"Certainly mam." Saying this, she smirks back, making me mum.
Well, I cannot say anything more when my husband does not want to accept me as his wife. Hell, he does not even want to share the same house. Forget about the room. Then what can I say to a servant?
"Send my stuff here and you may leave." I said, walking towards the kitchen as I needed water to calm myself.
She nodded and left from there, and I took a breath in relief.
I took a tour to check the entire area to know properly, so it has a fully loaded kitchen with the stock up refrigerator and a storeroom with laundry. My bedroom has a king-size bed with a sofa, a TV & Nice walking closet and fully loaded bathroom. And let us not forget it has wi-fi as my lifeline.
I saw one door open and saw one more beautiful garden and a view of the swimming pool. I can go out directly using this door, So I do not must use the main door for my excess. And the keys were giving me a clear sign saying this is the door I need to use.
I came back and saw my stuff was laying in the living room. I took my simple dress out as I want to get rid of this wedding dress as soon as possible.
After taking a warm, relaxing shower, I sat on the Sofa and closed my eyes.
My whole life came in front of me
NEW EDITED VERSON OF THE REPLACEMENT “Strip...” I looked at him, not believing what he just said. “I said strip.” His voice held authority not to ignore his order. I started discarding my clothes one by one, shivering in fear. His gaze pierces my skin from head to toe, while disgust was loud and clear on his face. “You don't interest me anymore. Get out.”
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Warning: This book has high sexual assault displays, but does not support any form of rape. I, Alpha Edward Parker, swear that I will keep you tied to me until I make you pay for what you did to my mate," he swore, gripping my chin in a bruising hold. "Not only will you wish for death, but you will beg for it, and it will be too far from you." I could feel the eyes of the whole pack on us. They probably came to experience a normal wedding, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I was being married off to a groom because he wanted revenge. Tears welled, and I wanted to scream, "I am your mate; I'm the one who saved you, not her." But I knew no one would believe me. I was his mate, how could he not recognize me? Four years ago, Amanda happened to save a total stranger, but due to a string of misunderstandings, her sister took her place. The stranger then promised a vow of betrothal to his savior. Not seeing any use in correcting the error, Amanda allowed it. That was her biggest mistake because the stranger ended up being her own mate. Caught in a web of lies and confusion, she decides to set herself free by speaking the truth. But her plans are thwarted when her sister turns up dead, and she is pinned as the main suspect. A mate out to seek revenge for another, a forced marriage, an underlying plot, a web of lies, and many dark secrets. How can Amanda navigate all these without losing sight of herself? How will she speak the truth when she has already lost her voice and has been destroyed by her own mate?
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