I asked, "Is this what you want? Shackles and chains? Is this the nature of your request?" His gaze was intense as he stepped closer. I could feel the heat of him on my skin, sending shivers down my spine. "Let me be clear, Aria," he murmured, his hand reaching up to caress my cheek. I melted into his touch as he continued. "You are not a prisoner. You never were," his words were driving me crazy. "But you are untouched, like a tempting forbidden fruit just within the grasp of my fingertips. And you know this marriage is a matter of power, not pleasure. Still, we don't have to pretend it's not what we both want." ︎"Aria, darling, you're fucking married to me now, aren't you?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he cupped my cheek. "Did you really think I would wait?" ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎ ︎︎︎︎︎︎︎ Aria Thompson was a normal girl with a 9 to 5 job and her loving boyfriend. Her perfectly normal life turns upside down on hearing the news of her parents' death in a car crash. A mysterious man entered her life at that point, forcing her into a marriage which he claims was approved by her father. The man is strikingly handsome and a billionaire philanthropist. What could go wrong? Her perception changed on entering his mansion. It was the Devils Lair with secrets, mysteries and answers to every question related to her parents. What is Dominic's true intentions? Was their fake relationship actually fake all along? Or did he fall in her trap?
"Papa, some people have been after us for the past 10 minutes." The girl said tension was clear in her voice.
"Honey, why are their cars after us?" the lady asked. She, too, was tense now.
The man commanded, "Call your sister," speeding up.
The girl obeyed and said, "She is not picking up."
The lady called the cops. "They would be here any minute."
The tension in the car rapidly escalated. The fate held uncertainty. Their hearts were racing like a wild stallion, each beat echoing loudly, a symphony of panic. The girl's hands trembled slightly as she clutched her phone tightly, hoping beyond hope that her sister would answer.
The man's knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel, his jaw clenched.
He had always hated his occupation and, thus, left everything to live a happy life with his little family.
But now the past has come back to haunt them.
The sound of the engines roaring behind them grew closer, like a relentless predator closing in on its prey.
The lady's eyes darted between the rearview mirror and her family, a mix of fear and protectiveness swirling in their depths. Her life flashed before her.
The best day of her life was when she married her first and last love.
The painful moments of giving birth to her two daughters.
The happiest moments they shared.
Everything was about to be lost.
The girl's breathing quickened, and her chest felt constricted with each passing second.
"Hold on tight, my loves. I've always loved you." Her voice, though soft, resonated with the fear of losing the happy life she lived. She stole a quick glance at her husband.
The man's jaw tightened even further, his gaze fixed on the road ahead as if willing their car to move faster, to overtake the impending danger hot on their heels.
The girl's fingers drummed nervously on her phone, the screen illuminating her face in the dimness of the car's interior.
"Just stay there. Keep calling her," he ordered. Looking at his wife, he said, "I love you."
Turning to his daughter, he admitted, "I love my little angels too." And he smiled.
Nothing seemed to work for them.
The road was dead silent when suddenly the sound of a bullet echoed. Her mother was shot.
Her father commanded, "Lay down and keep calling her."
She tossed her shoes at her mother and got down. She laid on the floor. The father pulled up his phone. The sound of the trigger being pulled came again, and the girl silently gasped, horror inevitably clear on her face.
Her father was shot in the arm. The situation was totally out of their control.
He dialed the number 'Salvatore'.
"Please pick up," he muttered under his breath, and he did pick up.
"Marry her. Take care of Aria. Keep her sa-" and he screamed. The bullet had pierced into his chest. Her fingers trembled as she dialed her sister's number, the phone feeling cold and alien in her grip.
"Come on, Aria, please pick up," she whispered urgently into the phone, her voice desperate.
The girl's voice quivered with raw emotion as she waited for her sister to answer the phone, each passing second feeling like an eternity in the midst of chaos and danger.
The girl had seen it all, with her hands muffling her cries. A man opened the car and grabbed her legs, dragging her out of the car.
"He did have a fascinating daughter!!" All of them shrieked with joy at the deer they just found.
She tried to run, but one of them grabbed her by the hair, forcefully kissing her, while the other tore off her top, roughly biting and sucking her skin.
Suddenly, the sound of sirens was heard. The police had arrived.
The men had to escape.
They smashed her head against the rock and hurriedly tossed her in the direction of the jungle, running away.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”