Lorraina (The Billionaire's Plaything)

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stood still as the stylist made the final touches. The dress screamed elegance,

y features. Red lipstick stained my lips like forbidden roses. My hair was p

feet, her touch careful, reverent. I stood sl

dress and glistening veil, there was pain,deep, consuming pai

wedding. I didn't

no, sold-by my own father. He had consented to this alliance with a man I knew absolutely nothing about. Blinded by his

my father changed. He transformed

houted constantly, beat me without mercy, starved me for days. He stripped me of

the man I once knew,the man who used to call me his "angel",wa

ged. He had returned from work late

ays to wrap my small arms around him like

embrace, he shoved me to the cold

e venom in his voice unlike

nderstand. I stood back up, tears stingin

I whispe

harsh slap across my face tha

her no longer loved me. That night mar

hocking,that my mother had died. But deep down, I knew he was lying. My mothe

usiness contract to a stranger. My heart shattered

push me into marriage at m

es. Be grateful I'm setting you free

y eyes, but I

stepsister,despised me. What was left for me her

tepmother's shrill voice

," the dress

we left

issed, "Now that you're leaving this house, don

inside me. I stared at her, saying nothing. She was lucky this weddin

ody of the piano played in the background. The wedding hall was exquisite,lavish flowers, golden drapes, and

altar,

der S

ike he belonged on a magazine cover,tall, sculpted, dark-haired with sharp features that

im, he stretch

I placed m

he was pleased. She thought she had won. Now that I was gone, ever

nt. I was going to ruin her. One day, when I rose in

t was the first time I saw him this close. He was... perfect. Too per

ake Levander Smith as your lawfull

casually, as if I was a pawn he had just moved

e'd win. But then I thought about the beatings. The starvation. The

sai

d enough for everyone to hea

turned to him, "do you take Lorraina B

glare. It was like his eyes saw right through me, l

ied, his voice cold.

u husband and wife.

e crushed his lips against mine in a possessive, punishing kiss. His hand tilt

hocked... and

riously. My stepmother's jaw dropped. My ste

s, still locked in his arms. He leaned in and w

r ruination. I will destroy you. And through y

just a wedding. This was a trap. And I