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Chapter 31: The Bachelorette
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Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire Chapter 32: The Nuptials
TEN HOURS BEFORE THE WEDDINGLorena sat at the edge of her bed, her hands resting against her face, as she sobbed quietly. Her phone sat beside her on the bed, a video playing in a loop. Her lip quivered, and her head throbbed the more she cried. Not even the voices in her head could push through her distraught state. There was a stillness in her being as if the world had paused at that moment, safe for her and her trickling tears."Lorena? Why are your lights still on by this time?" Verona pushed open the door to Lorena's room and stepped in. She glanced at the time on her phone and saw it was a little past midnight. "You won't believe Arch just made me feed him again by this time. Anyway, he is finally asleep in Francesca's arm, and..." She suddenly paused her rant when she caught sight of her sister in a head-bent position. Her heart skipped a bit when she heard the silent sobs coming from Lorena.In two quick steps, she was sitting by her side."What is it, Sorella?" She asked, rub
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire Chapter 33: The Scary Hours
FIVE HOURS BEFORE THE WEDDINGA loud thud on the door woke Makris up. Immediately his eyes pushed open. They squinted to adjust to the stream of lights going past the windows. He tried to turn, but his neck felt stiff. It was like the blood circulation around his body had ceased. He took a deep breath and pushed himself up slowly.At last, he could raise the upper part of his body. His hands went straight to his head when the vibration hit him. It was like a rave in there, with the bass at a maximum.Another loud bang sounded on the door, and a loud groan escaped from Markris."Fuck me!" He cussed, struggling to move out of the bed. Soon as his feet touched the ground, he exhaled a sigh of relief. He straightened himself up and looked around the room. There were empty bottles scattered all over. Female underwear was littered all over too. His brow raised as he took a quick look at himself.He was completely covered. His face contorted some more as he tried his best to remember what t
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire Chapter 34: The Preparation
ONE HOUR TO THE WEDDING"How much do you remember now?" Jorginho asked as he helped Markris with the knotting of his tie.Markris shrugged. "The last memory of last night is following Ariana outside.""Hmmm. So what did she tell you?"Markris moved his mouth to speak but quickly shut it. "I can't remember." He lied through his teeth and promptly turned around to pick up his suit jacket from the bed.Jorginho didn't believe him for a moment, but he wouldn't push it if Markris did not feel like confiding in him."Just to fill in the blanks, when you came in, you ordered a whole barrel of drinks. You got so drunk you couldn't move, so we had to take you to a hotel." Jorginho explained, styling his hair."Huh? That's how I got to the hotel. What about the drinks and lingeries on the floor?" His brow raised, interest piqued."Two words, Bruce and Steve.""Oh." Markris nodded. Oddly, he felt a knot lifting off his chest. He had been too disgusted even to imagine himself going wild with girl
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire Chapter 35: The Missing Bride
"The Giardini la mortella?" Markris scrunched his face when the driver turned to the famous garden."Yep." Jorginho nodded beside him."So an outdoor wedding then." He said, stroking his chin."With lots of people," Jorginho squinted his eyes to see through the tinted glass. "I presume." He added.Markris scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Of course. It would have been much more surprising if many people were not invited.""Just take a deep breath, and let's get it over with. Okay?" Jorginho grabbed his friend's knee, starting to feel sorry for him. It must be a challenging position to be in. He couldn't imagine being forced to do anything. Especially not marriage. His parents had given up on him in that sense."Fine." He said through his teeth."Go straight behind. We're not going straight to the garden." Jorginho ordered their driver. He couldn't see through the tinted car, but with the little he could, it was about to be a packed wedding.The News stations were ready with their cameras.
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"What is going on, Jorge?" Markris asked as he hurried behind Jorginho. They were walking a different path from what they had initially come from. It was like going around a maze."I'll explain it to you later, but we need to leave now." A car rounded up the corner and stopped before them."That's our ride," Jorginho said as its door automatically opened.They hopped into the car, and it drove off."Seriously, what is going on? Why the fuck are we in a different car, and where is my driver?" Markris said, his voice getting pitchier. He tapped his feet continuously, beads of sweat forming on his forehead."Calm down, Mark, I'll explain it. We have to be calm now." Jorginho said, looking around."Why are you so restless then." His eyes followed Jorginho. Everything seemed so off. The driver was driving above the speed limit. Jorginho was not communicating. If there was anything he hated the most, it was not being in control of a situation."The paparazzi, bro, are on our ass," He explai
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire The Psychopath Groom (Book 2)
Subtitle: Revenge To Her Nemesis[THE SLOWBURN SERIES BOOK2]~"I cannot fake a care for you, sweetheart," He stroked her chin, catching the strand of tears that rolled down her face. "You laid your bed, and now you must lie."~Markris's world falls apart one day, triggering the monster in him. That one day, the woman he is set to marry stands him up on the altar, and his mother also returns. He tells himself he has been too lenient, and it's time to show the devil within him. After a month, Lorena, his runaway bride, returns to him, and they finally get married.Markris is a man of his word, and he has vowed to make her life miserable. How far can a psychopath assert vengeance on the woman who bruised his ego? How much can Lorena take before she reaches her breaking point?A whirlwind of love, betrayal, power, lust, and drama tests the relationship between these two powerful dynasties, leaving casualties behind.
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire [Book 2]1: The Hemisphere
The cool breeze of the night blew gently, creating a calming effect. The stars were out to play in their shiny glory, and so was the full moon. The smell of freshly baked cookies, carried by the breeze, circulated the whole environment. Children gathered in a circle in readiness to display the joys of their innocence. Two big burn fires, together with the moon and stars, were the source of light for that night.Lorena Cicero came out of a room with a big tray of cookies. Signora Pallas followed behind her with a gallon of freshly squeezed juice. Finally, Izzo and Tatiana stepped out with cups in their hands."My loves," Lorena smiled, creating a space between the kids to get to the table at the circle's center. "We've brought treats." She said, gently placing the tray on the table.She turned around, collected the drink from Signora Pallas's hands, and placed it gently beside the table."Izzo, Tati? Pass the plates and cups around." She said, gently pushing them forward.She watched
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire [Book 2] 2: The Frays
"You're still not done?" Jorginho barged into the room while Markris was dressing up.He whipped his head around, a frown plastered on his handsome face. "Don't you understand the concept of knocking?" He hissed, struggling with his tie."We finally have an opportunity to land our biggest client since the del Monte group, and you're being so nonchalant." He shook his head."At this point, Jorge, these companies should be glad I look their way," He loosened the tie and threw it on the bed. " This won't do." He muttered under his breath and moved back to his closet."Doesn't make this less important. The Markris I used to know took his business very seriously. What's changed?" His brow lifted, with wrinkled lines appearing on his forehead."The Markris you used to know?" He snickered, shifting through the different ties in his closet. "What even is that?" He spotted one with blue stripes, al and instantly knew it was the one to wear."Don't act like I'm talking just to talk," Tired of s
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