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My sheer, white veil covered my face, the fabric trailing down to my knees. My bridal gown stretched far behind me as I took slow, calculated steps toward the devil standing a short distance away.Everyone’s faces were filled with smiles, their happy expressions bringing tears to my eyes—tears I couldn’t let fall.They were all so pleased to see their king, the most handsome and powerful man in Russia’s entertainment industry, finally getting married.Everyone seemed happy.But I wasn’t.Here I was, walking slowly into an unavoidable hell ruled by the devil I was about to marry.This devil, whom fate brought me to through an accidental one-night encounter—six years ago.With each step, I reassured myself that it was only for a year.Just one year.It was a contract marriage.It would end soon.But even as I held on to this hope, I found myself getting tangled in his piercing gaze. His cold eyes seemed to whisper something dangerous to me as if they were telling me…I was in.In for a
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His words hit me like hot liquid pouring into my ears, the rough edge to his tone making my already racing heart beat even faster. The look in his eyes left no doubt—he meant every word.Wifely duties...Wifely duties...F***. Every wife knew what that meant, and there was no way I could pretend otherwise.My throat felt dry as I tried to respond, but, honestly, I was grateful for the excuse. I had no idea what to say.The close intimate position we were in made my legs wobbly and weak and the soft brushes of his clothed groin on my V area , left my breath hooking at the peak of it's relaxation, coming out in a disorderly fashion.Pl… please…” my voice barely came out as a whisper, and I felt him rise slightly from my body.“You’re my wife. You may be here by contract, but you belong to me. And understand this—I don’t share what’s mine. Don’t even think I’d take advantage of you. I’m not that cruel,” he said before finally standing up and leaving the room.As soon as he was gone, I to
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I frowned as I saw her waving to a little boy who looked about two years older than Dawn. The boy wore a sad expression as he walked away.The woman turned, and her eyes widened when she saw me. In an instant, her expression shifted to one of disgust.I knew she looked familiar.I took slow steps toward the woman, who looked almost malnourished with her thin frame.Nyxia Russell.My cousin. She was the one who cheated with my ex. We broke up years ago, anyway.I had walked in on them celebrating her pregnancy with him. I guess that boy was the result."Nyxia Russell," I called out, smiling, though the smile I forced didn’t match what I felt inside."Well, look who’s back! The world’s best model," she sneered. "Finally back from your little ‘run.’ Thought you’d die out there; now that would’ve been a fun story. So, how’s life treating you? You must have some magic down there to lure men your way. Heard you got married yesterday. Who knows how many rounds you had to get him to marry you
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ARROW’S POV "Okay, thank you very much," said the man whose voice was like a dingy summer breeze, and then he nodded to the crowd. But with the sudden laughter and chatter resuming in the room, the pair of strange-man-like eyes remained gazed on my face. It seemed as if he was studying me, and his expression was unreadable like a mask hiding true feelings. The very anticipation electrified the air, the crowd was like one huge buzzing hive of bees hovering around a sweet flower. The ambience I could sense-bright smiles and exaggerated nods were everywhere as I scanned the room, like a sailor negotiating turbulent waters-even an iota of doubt was significantly possible, and I felt the heavy mantle of responsibility settle on my shoulders. "I realize that this is no small task; yet one also knows there is someone, with the talent and creativity, who could certainly breathe life into 'Echoes in the Night,'" the voice had a clarity and confidence, almost bright, like the peal of a bell
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ARROW’S POV Well, now is the time to get a contract, I say with excitement and anticipation, surveying a sea of faces, all shining with hopeful expectation. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you a challenge," I say, words lingering in the air, promising something extraordinary, something to which they could respond with skill. The pause was meant for effect. The silence that ensued was thick; the applicants leaned in, eyes fixed on mine, their faces full of curiosity and intrigue. "This is a photo of the legendary 'Echoes of the Night' by the rare artist Julian Backward," I continued, a sense of reverence creeping into my tone as I unveiled the enigma posed before them. Another silence fell, broken only by the patchy humming sounds of anticipation as the applicants awaited what would come next from my lips. "The original has long gone from our world for many decades, and all we have now is just an incomplete and cryptic message left behind by the artist," I further described, pa
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ARROW’S POV I drove to where all the beautiful employees were-the company-as if a race were being run in my head with all kinds of thoughts and feelings; even the words of my pretty wife continued to replay in my mind, her idea like a tempting dream. The drive was more of a blur at that moment. The heart picked up with excitement and expectation; all I could think of was the work at hand. Reaching the company, I made my way to the HR office, each step deliberate and determined. Hands reached out to knock on the door. I knocked; a voice from inside called, "Come in.” I cracked it open, the creak of the hinges being a gentle accompaniment to the movements, and stepped into the inside. The office was warm, welcoming, with air and polished wood scent filling my sensory reception. Mr. Dayemi looked up from his desk with a smile as he greeted me. "Oh, good morning, sir," he said, with a friendly and courteous tone of voice and crinkled eyes as he got up. I responded to his greeting w
