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Belonging To The Darkness

*Arranged marriage*Enemies to lovers*Obsessed anti-Hero* “I fucking hate you!” She breathed out the words, slowly and steadily, into his face. Her garlic smelling breath hitting him right in the face, making his face twitch and break posture. “You,” he turned his head away to breathe away from her garlic scented bread, only for her to open her mouth and blow into his direction. “Fucking brat. Did your parents teach you nothing?“ “Pedophile!” She accused to his face. “Did your parents teach you to marry little girls?” Adrian scoffed. “it’s your father who is trying to marry you off. Take it up with him.” She tried to open her mouth, by the looks of it just blow her garlicky breath on him again. Adrian grabbed her jaw, squeezing her cheeks together, he made her shut her mouth. “Listen to me carefully, Brat,” he whispered, bringing his face closer to hers, “You better hope I don’t say yes to this proposal of your father. Because if I do, I will be shipping your ass off to a behaviour correction facility as the first thing.” Ignoring the sneer on her lips, Adrian patted her cheek forcefully, just for fun, before turning around and leaving her alone in the corner. “It’s on,” she vowed, “I’ll fucking set you on fire.” ***** Joyce O’Sullivan, 19 years old, a perfect age to get married and settled according to her family members, according to the church they went to, and according to the whole society that she did not give a damn about. Adrian Murphy was a name she had heard in her household many times but only by their mouths of. Those who dealt with business. When her father is finally able to score a meeting with the so called God of Europe, at least for the land to live in, she could not care any less only to find out that his father was making a proposal to him. Proposal of marriage. A proposal of marriage of her and him. The best part about it? He got to decide. And she certainly won’t let him decide in her favour. And why? Because it would get them power and power was everything. **** Dark romance you have been warned. Can be read as a standalone .

Inara_Me · Urban
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315 Chs

A good woman - II

A soft bed was what she woke up to and it happened after quite a long time. Joyce did not even remember the last time she might have felt a soft bed like this one.

Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration, but for her, this was heaven at the moment.

Having slept on concrete, while staying alert of anyone who might try to harm her, sleep was hard to come by, and whenever it did, she tried her best to ignore it.

Joyce actually started to ignore how bad her back had started to hurt, along with her bum, and she had constantly slept on the contrary floor. If she moved, someone else would have taken her spot.

Her spot had been right by the dumpster, that had actually barricaded most of the cold air coming from the open end of the alley.

She snuggled into the covers some more, enjoying the feeling of the word she received before she knew she would be tossed out to the cold.