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Thê Ûntîtlêd

Just...what exactly are you doing?!" "Being greedy...what else?" She gasped as he pulled her in his arms, encircling his muscular black shirt covered ones around her slim waist. Her eyes widened even more when she felt all his pectorals and muscles underneath his shirt through her flimsy nightgown. Her lips trembled when she felt him tilt her chin. "B-but I'm your brother's fiance..." His luscious lips stopped halfway at this. "Then I hope he won't mind if I steal away his unattended, unhappy fiance forever..." Isleen Liberine, the only daughter of Duke Frederick was sent to her in-laws house before her marriage, just like any other daughter of a noble. But here's the twist....Isleen is NOT like the other daughters of nobles. So when her family successfully persuades her to get married to the proud Count of Heathanne's son, Daniel...she immediately retaliates, only to be subdued with a heavy hand. But what our wild Isleen didn't expect to discover was something that'd turn her life in a three sixty degree manner...or maybe finally allow her to spread her wings of freedom? . . . . . Abused, bruised and beaten...the only things which 'the untitled' Rhysand knew was pain. So when a warm ray of sunshine penetrates his cold world, he's desperate to grasp it no matter the consequence. But what he doesn't expect is that sunshine to be none other than his brother's fiance!?.. . . . ~Thê Untîtlêd is a story of a whirlwind forbidden romance and the desperate attempts to live your dreams.~

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•••9. Thê Fâmîlîârîty•••

Isleen stirred and opened her eyes in an unfamiliarly familiar room. She sat up quickly and felt the room spin. She clutched her head and tried to let her eyes adjust to the bright rays of the sun. She had remained awake for a long time at night yesterday, eating skewers and drinking ale with the kind, mysterious stableman. She's sure that she is not experiencing hangover because she drank ale but it was due to she was drunk in admiration for the stable man.

But as far as she remembers, she didn't fall asleep in this room. When the stableman had went to put away the dishes, her eyes seemed too heavy to keep it open and she felt very drowsy. Then she doesn't remember anything. Who escorted her to this room and tucked her in...she does not have any idea. She broke away from her thoughts when someone knocked at the door. Upon receiving her permission to enter, Isleen encountered the same maid from yesterday.