•~The perfect Bride ~• What happens when your Destiny is entangled with that of an unknown, an before you know it You've fallen deep enough to commit a mortal sin!!? Yes not all wrong actions are actually bad right? Discover it by reading this story!!
~🖤The Perfect Bride 🤍~
Genre : Romance 💒/Drama ⚠️
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By Dana 💜
DO NOT COPY OR FACE DOOM!!!⚠️🚩
✨~•^ PROLOGUE ^•~✨
Ely sighed with a number of bills in her hand, her eyes reddened from all the stress.... Lost in her thoughts, her ringing phone shook her from it. She quickly swallows given she hasn't been receiving any good news lately, she finally picks up her phone with a bit of hesitation. It was a call from her university administration, pressing her temples her lips quivered before she finally answered in a shaky voice.
E📞: Hello?
UN📞: Miss Ely your time is overdue and we haven't received your payment.
On the other end the voice was violent enough to make Ely loose all hope as she desperately tried to reason out.
E 📞: I....my apologies I tried but I have no clue or solution... Can y-. She was cut off harshly not finishing her phrase , she knew she was doomed , her eyes shaded out tears, rolling down her cheeks as she listened silently.
UN 📞: Till the payment is done you won't have access to your online courses, neither would you take the exams. ( The call was ended abruptly without given her a chance to speak)
Ely sat there breathing out, gasping trying to calm down in silence. She was devastated, her mother needed treatment urgently but she was in the middle of nowhere and had no idea on how to solve this. She cursed internally "f!CK!". Suddenly she was alarmed almost shaken from the loud knock on her appartment door. Placing her phone down in anger Ely was about to severely scold at whoever was at her doorstep. Taking each steps in her furious mood, Ely opened the door with all her might as her expression darkens seeing it was the landlord. Today wasn't really meant for her Ely thought. Ely covered her face in shame knowing her agreement was exhausted. Miss. Lettu almost amused stared at Ely, the sight of her lip slightly sneering. Miss Letty seemed to be mocking at Ely with just the expression on her face.
Finally she spoke " I think today is the last day huh? Tonight I'll kick you out!" In a loud voice she sighed and turn her back not listening to Ely. Ely held her forehead making rounds on the spot. Why me she asked why I'm I so unlucky. With those thoughts in her mind Ely finally calmed down and took a quick shower, dressed up and was out her way to the hospital.
At the hospital
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Upon arriving, she closed her eyes hoping it won't be the same thing here, finally breathing out she reached to the reception and was lead to her mother's room. On her sick bed her mother Hana was sleeping soundly. Ely was relieved, she leaned in kissing her mother's forehead. Immediately as her eyes narrowed around she almost stumbled seeing the doctor, she knew there was no turning back. She quietly walked towards the door with her shoulders in slump as she stood by the doctor. Almost wanting to negotiate the scenes of her traumatized morning flashed in her mine as she took a hold of herself ( who I'm I kidding?) She asked herself). The doctor looked at Ely , he pitied her but he was only doing his job " Miss Ely this is not a charity house, we don't heal people freely around here..." He paused knowing Ely must feel awful hearing this as he proceeded " we'll be discharging your mother tomorrow if payment is not met, she's in a critical situation and the meds won't work for long" he added. After taking a glance at Ely vs mother he silently left Ely by herself in silence. She was standing up emotionless it was like an empty shell. Ely felt like giving up. Her eyes suddenly lit up as a bitter smile appeared on her lips even though this was the last person on earth she'd ask help from. She had no choice, than to do so.
Ely opened her bag in a hurry taking out her phone dialing a number with the name Dulcan, it ringed to no avail, Ely almost growls , she cursed ( f!CK damn it!!) She didn't give up she was waiting for the call to get picked up.
...........At a certain club............
Dulcan sitting in the midst of pretty girls, his eyes filled with mischievous intentions, stared at his ringing phone, slightly dipping his lips into his glass of whiskey, he breath almost whispering " Hmm~ pressure was indeed the best way for her to react" his eyes moved quick as he remembered paying Ms. Letty to pressure Ely. " Ha! Ely~ Ely" he said her name softly almost liked he was scared of the words escaping, " I'll make you so desperate that you'll have no choice than to willingly come to me ~" . His phone rang continuously 📞.....
TO BE CONTINUED!!!❤️
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Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
After my family's sinister plots collapsed, they lashed out at me, taking their rage to a violent level. Cornered and desperate, I married Jaxton—the town's most sought-after bachelor—due to an unplanned pregnancy. Love had no part in this marriage; I assumed he married me purely out of responsibility, his heart belonging elsewhere. The moment I chose to let him go and turned to leave, he grabbed me and pinned me down hard. "Jaxton, you promised you'd never touch me!" I snapped, glaring fiercely. His eyes flashed arrogantly as he leaned closer. "You're the one who started this!"
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!