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CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT
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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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Dawn My little Dawn was his major substance. So when he said, “Take nothing of my substance,” he meant I should leave her behind. That tricky, sick prick. He knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted me to leave without Dawn. He’s insane. But we’ll die here together before that happens. I’m not leaving without my baby. Scoffing, I left the room to check on Dawn. It’s been a while since I last sang her a lullaby to lull her to sleep. It’s been a while since I last cuddled her to bed. I stepped out of the bathroom and slipped into a soft, simple nightgown. Then I headed to Dawn’s room. When I opened the door and walked in, I froze. It was a displeasing sight. Appealing in a way, but still displeasing. Arrow was sitting on Dawn’s bed like a father reading his children bedtime stories. Well, he was her father. His legs were crossed at the waist, palms resting on his thighs like they were glued there. Dawn’s face was lit up with happy smiles. Her chubby li
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JEMIMA’S POV "Can you just quit it, Arrow." I shouted at him, my voice desperate, and the sound waves carrying some of my vexation back to me through the walls. Desire consumed me, a fiery inferno of hunger raging through my being, arousal tingling all over my skin. "I was building my case," I admitted, my words spilling out in a rush as I put my hands down on my wet thighs. Juice was trickling down from there, sweet and sticky evidence for my reasoning. I licked my finger, letting my tongue graze the wetness of my arousal as the salty sweetness burst on my tongue. "Can we just have sex, please?" I begged, my voice thick with need. "No one is watching," I added, looking deep into his eyes, feeling the heat of my stare and the dilation of my pupils with desire. I squatted slowly down on the floor, deliberately bringing my hands to pull down his pants. My fingers brushed lightly over his skin, sending shivers running down my spine. Arrow, however, would have none of this. Imme
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KALMIA’S POV "She's so rude, my love," I said to him, still trying to comprehend the encounter with Jemima. "I am still shocked by her behavior." I couldn't put it behind me: the way she had spoken to me was as if the words were still clinging to my consciousness like aftertaste. Arrow had a suggestion.He searched my face for signs of distress, eyes colored with undercurrents of sympathy. Gentle and soft-spoken, he said: "I think we should please call her." "I am so sorry, my love," I said, shaking my head. "I cannot talk to her. I am just too hurt by the way she spoke." The memory of her words, stupidly put, stung like a thousand angry bees. I couldn't bear to clench my teeth at her." "My love, perhaps she was out of her mind," said Arrow, trying to calm me. His voice, healer-like in its sweetness, only enhanced my anger and hurt. "No, no, my love," I replied. "I cannot." I did not want to say more; I wanted to dismiss the whole incident from my thoughts. The image of how Jemita
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KALMIA’S POV The shine in her eyes was something that I had never in all these days observed; it was a chilly impersonation of nobility, razor-tipped in its subtlety, just like the voice that turned on me. It was almost like she materialized from under some boundaries around fair; Jemima possessed a brusque and undeniable self that she wore only but occasionally. Stepping in closer, I reached out in concern, asking in a gentle, soft tone, "What did get changed?" I had been somewhat genuinely confused, considering so many reasons why something so terrible could have brought in so much change. Jemima had been my friend, my confidante, the one who selflessly took care of Dawn, my darling daughter, for months. But now, I looked into her eyes, and I was staring at that stranger raging and fuming in great resent. The hurtful bites of her words struck like a vicious rebuke cutting through me, "Please spare me your care." I felt the cutting of hurt and betrayal in my heart as I asked, "I
