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Isabelle finally broke free from the romantic trance and Collins left the room, leaving her breathless and shaken. She tried to stand up but her legs were still trembling from the intense moment they shared. She knew she couldn't do anything about him, but she still had a glimmer of hope that she could escape from this "lord of seduction."As she looked around the room, her eyes landed on a flashy object on the bed. She stretched to pick it up and her eyes widened in surprise. "It was a ring!" Collins must have dropped it there for her to put on. She started crying again, feeling disappointed and trapped. This was not how she imagined receiving her marriage ring. She had always dreamed of a romantic proposal, not a forced engagement with a man who seemed to care little for her feelings.The ring was beautiful, a pure white diamond that shone brightly. But she was angry and hurt, and she threw the ring away, declaring, "I won't be seen wearing that!" She lay back on her bed, trying to
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As they glided through the vibrant streets of New York City, Isabelle's gaze wandered to a mysterious shop that seemed out of place among the skyscrapers. The sign above the door read "Read Your Future" in bold, mystical letters. Despite her skepticism, a spark of curiosity ignited within her. She leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper, "Kelvin, stop the car." The vehicle came to a smooth halt, and Isabelle stepped out onto the sidewalk. The shop's entrance beckoned her like a siren's call. She pushed open the door, and a bell above it rang out, announcing her arrival. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of incense, and the soft glow of candles cast an otherworldly ambiance. An elderly woman, her eyes wise and knowing, greeted Isabelle with a warm smile. "Welcome, child. I sense you're seeking answers." Isabelle's eyes roamed the shelves, adorned with strange artifacts and tarot cards. "I'll have a destiny reading, please," she said, her voice firm but her heart racing
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Isabelle's eyes fluttered open, groggily taking in her surroundings. She was lying on the cold, hard floor, her brown eyes darting around the dimly lit room in a panic. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and sweat, and the only sound was the faint hum of music from the club beyond the door.As she struggled to sit up, her head spun, and her stomach churned. She felt weak and disoriented, her mind foggy from the effects of the perfume. But she knew she had to move, had to escape. With a surge of adrenaline, she pushed herself up from the floor, her hands shaking as she tried to steady herself.That was when she saw him.Alexander, his chiseled body wrapped only in a towel, his black eyes fixed on her with a hunger that made her skin crawl. He moved towards her with a predator's grace, his muscles rippling beneath his skin.Isabelle's heart raced as she tried to scramble to her feet, but her body felt heavy and unresponsive. Alexander pounced, grabbing her and slamming her back o
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Melody's shears snipped through the air, moving from one man to the next, leaving a trail of severed fingers and screams in her wake. The men's eyes widened in horror as they realized they were no match for the Blood Axe gang's brutality. Collins' team worked with precision, their movements choreographed to inflict maximum pain and fear. Alexander's men were no match for their skill and ruthlessness, and they knew it. They stood frozen in terror, unable to move or resist as Melody and the others exacted their revenge. The sound of snapping bones and severed tendons filled the air, accompanied by the men's pitiful wails. The room was a blur of blood and chaos, with Collins' team moving through it with deadly efficiency. As the torture continued, the men's screams grew weaker, their bodies trembling with fear and pain. They knew they were doomed, trapped in a living nightmare from which they would never awaken. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Melody finished her gruesome
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Isabelle's eyes fluttered open, and she was instantly alert. She remembered the events of the previous night, and her heart raced as she realized she was still in Collins' mansion. She threw off the covers and rushed to the door, her hand reaching out to grab the handle. To her surprise, it swung open easily, and she found herself face to face with a pair of burly guards."Where is Collins?" she demanded, trying to keep her voice steady. The guards exchanged a glance, and one of them stepped forward. "Miss, Collins is busy. He'll see you when he's ready."Isabelle's eyes narrowed. "I need to see him now. It's urgent."The guard raised an eyebrow. "I'm afraid that's not possible. You'll have to wait until he summons you."Isabelle's frustration boiled over. "Summon me? You mean like a dog? I'm not some pet to be summoned at his convenience. I demand to see him now!"The guards exchanged another glance, and the second one spoke up. "Okay, miss. We'll take you to him. But please, be wa
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Isabelle woke up with a start, her eyes swollen and her body aching from the hard floor. She had cried herself to sleep, exhausted from the emotional turmoil. Rose, sensing her distress, had curled up beside her, providing comfort. As she sat up, her head spun, and she rubbed her temples. The events of the previous night came flooding back, and she groaned, burying her face in her hands. After a few moments, she got up, her body creaking in protest. She stumbled to the bathroom, Rose following closely behind. The warm bath revived her slightly, and she washed away the tears and stress. Then, she bathed Rose, who yelped and squirmed but ultimately enjoyed the attention. Clean and refreshed, they returned to the bed, waiting for breakfast. Isabelle's stomach growled, and she hoped Collins wouldn't deprive her of food as punishment. Just as she settled in, a knock on the door broke the silence. Isabelle's heart skipped a beat. Who could it be? Collins, come to gloat or taunt her? Or mayb
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Isabelle sat on her bed, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. She felt drained, both physically and emotionally, and the weight of the recent events pressed heavily on her shoulders. Despite her efforts to stay awake and make sense of everything, her exhaustion overcame her, and she dozed off, sinking into a deep, dreamless sleep. She did not wake up until the next day. It was Rose, her loyal dog, who woke her, jumping on her and licking her face. Isabelle groaned, blinking groggily as she pushed herself up. She felt disoriented, her body stiff from sleeping in the same position for too long. The events of the previous day came flooding back, and she sighed heavily, rubbing her temples.Before she could fully gather her thoughts, there was a knock on the door. Isabelle's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly got up, her legs still shaky. She opened the door cautiously, expecting another confrontation with Collins or one of his minions.Instead, she was met with a group of m
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Isabelle woke up the next morning to the sound of birds chirping outside her window. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Rose, her loyal dog, lay curled up at the foot of her bed, her eyes opening as Isabelle stirred. Isabelle reached down to scratch behind Rose's ears, smiling at the comfort her furry companion brought her. As she got out of bed and began her morning routine, Isabelle's mind wandered back to the previous day. The time spent with Kelvin had been a welcome distraction, and she felt a renewed sense of determination to face the days ahead. Today, she knew, would be filled with more preparations for the wedding, but she was resolved to stay strong and keep a clear head. After dressing in a simple but elegant outfit, Isabelle made her way downstairs to the kitchen. The mansion was quiet, the staff already bustling about their duties. She found Kelvin in the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee. He looked up and smiled when he sa
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The soft glow of lanterns bathed the grand chamber in golden light, flickering against the darkened windows. A heavy silence loomed, broken only by the steady rhythm of breathing. Kiara sat by the bedside, her hands resting gently over the cold fingers of the man lying before her. Verion’s chest rose and fell with a fragile rhythm, as if his very existence was hanging by a thread.Then—his breath hitched. A sharp inhale. His fingers twitched under Kiara’s touch.She straightened instantly, her eyes wide. "Verion?"A deep groan escaped his lips as his eyelids fluttered open. His golden irises, once sharp and full of knowledge, now held nothing but confusion. He blinked slowly, adjusting to the dim light, before his gaze settled on her. His brows furrowed."Who... are you?"The words hit Kiara like a punch to the chest. Her heart squeezed painfully as she searched his face, looking for any sign—any trace of recognition."Verion, it's me," she whispered, tightening her grip on his hand.
HEARTBREAKER Bound
A suffocating silence settled between them, thick with unanswered questions. The night air was cold, but Isabelle felt nothing but the burning weight of Collins’ words pressing against her chest.Bound.Trapped.No escape.The words rang in her head like church bells tolling her doom.She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she forced herself to stand tall. “I don’t believe you,” she said, her voice sharper than she felt. “I don’t believe in any of this binding nonsense.”Collins didn’t even look surprised. He simply tilted his head, watching her with something close to amusement. “That’s the thing, pookie. It doesn’t matter if you believe it or not.”The doors to the mansion creaked open.A tall man in a dark suit stepped forward, his face eerily blank. “Welcome home, sir. The preparations have been made.”Preparations.A chill ran down Isabelle’s spine.Collins turned back to her, his expression unreadable. “Shall we?”She took a step back, every instinct screami
HEARTBREAKER escape
The Wedding TrapThe car moved steadily through the darkened streets, leaving behind the glittering lights of the wedding hall. Isabelle sat rigid, her breath shallow, her heart pounding so hard she thought it might crack her ribs. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to run—but there was nowhere to go. Not yet. Not until she understood what Collins had done.The weight of his words lingered in the air like a storm cloud. The rules have activated, cookie.She clenched her fists. “Collins, if you don’t explain what’s going on, I swear I will make your life a living hell.”Collins let out a low laugh, rubbing his temple as if her voice was the real source of his headache. “You’re cute when you’re mad,” he mused.“Try furious.”“Try trapped.” His voice turned flat, void of the drunken playfulness from earlier. His dark eyes flicked toward her, and for the first time that night, she saw something cold lurking beneath them.Isabelle swallowed, but she refused to let him see her fear. “
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Collins attempted to focus on her, his expression a mix of regret and defiance. "None of your business, pookie," he slurred. Isabelle's jaw dropped in disbelief, but before she could respond, Collins staggered up to the altar. The officiant, looking uncomfortable but dutiful, stepped forward to proceed with the ceremony. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..." the officiant began, but his voice was drowned out by the shocked murmurs of the crowd. Isabelle felt a wave of nausea and dread wash over her as Collins took her hand, his grip unsteady. She could barely focus on the words being spoken, her mind racing with confusion and fear. "Do you, Isabelle, take Collins to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, as long as you both shall live?" the officiant asked. Isabelle hesitated, glancing at the crowd. Her mother, Stacy, and Kelvin all looked at her with worry etched on their faces. She took a deep breath and n
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The officiant nodded respectfully and stepped aside. Isabelle took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. The guests began to move toward the reception area, their whispers a constant reminder of the humiliation she was enduring. She felt a mixture of relief and frustration, knowing that she had no choice but to wait for Collins' explanation. Vivian and the other family members stayed close, their faces a mix of concern and curiosity. Isabelle's mother and Stacy flanked her, offering silent support as she tried to navigate the emotional storm brewing inside her. "I can't believe this is happening," Isabelle muttered to Stacy, who gave her a sympathetic smile. "I know it's hard, but we have to trust that Collins has a good reason," Stacy replied. "And remember, we're here for you no matter what." Isabelle nodded, though the knot of anxiety in her stomach refused to loosen. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. The day had been a whirlwind of emotio
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Minutes turned into hours, and yet Collins never appeared. The murmurs from the crowd began as quiet whispers, but soon they grew louder, filling the grand wedding hall with a low hum of gossip and speculation. Isabelle stood at the altar, her heart pounding and her mind racing with confusion and dread. She could feel the stares of the guests, their eyes boring into her with judgment and pity. "What is this man doing?" Isabelle muttered under her breath, her voice trembling. She tightened her hands around the small bouquet she held, the knuckles turning white from the pressure. She felt like she was standing on the edge of a precipice, the ground beneath her feet threatening to give way at any moment. The grand doors of the hall opened, drawing everyone's attention. Isabelle turned to see a group of rich-looking people entering. They carried an air of authority and wealth, their presence commanding immediate respect from those around them. Two older couples and a middle-aged couple wa
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As Isabelle stepped into the grand wedding hall, her eyes fell upon the variety of people who had gathered to witness her union with Collins. The hall was a sea of elegant dresses and sharp suits, with the scent of fresh flowers mingling with the faint hum of conversation. The decorations were breathtaking, a testament to the care and attention that had gone into planning this day. Her gaze drifted over the crowd, and suddenly, she spotted two familiar faces that made her heart skip a beat. Her mother, dressed in a beautiful deep blue gown, stood next to her best friend, Stacy, who was wearing a stunning bridesmaid dress that complemented Isabelle's own bridal gown. The sight of them filled her with a rush of emotions—joy, confusion, and relief all mingling together. Isabelle's eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't seen her mother or Stacy since she had been taken by Collins, and their sudden appearance here at her wedding was both bewildering and comforting. She had worried about them
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The sun had barely begun to rise, casting a soft golden glow over the estate, when Isabelle was gently awakened by her loyal dog, Rose. The day had finally arrived—the day she would marry Collins. A flurry of emotions washed over her: anticipation, nervousness, and a small but persistent flicker of hope. The maids entered her room with soft footsteps, their arms laden with an array of tools and accessories. They greeted her with polite smiles, sensing the gravity of the occasion. Isabelle sat up, rubbing her eyes and taking a deep breath, steeling herself for the long day ahead. "Good morning, miss," the head maid said, her voice calm and reassuring. "Let's get you ready for your big day." Isabelle nodded, rising from the bed and allowing herself to be guided to the dressing area. The maids set to work, drawing a warm bath infused with soothing lavender oils. Isabelle sank into the tub, closing her eyes and trying to relax as they washed and conditioned her hair. After the bath, the m
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Kelvin chuckled softly, a hint of a smile playing at his lips. "That's a fair question. It's not something I talk about often, but I suppose you deserve to know." Isabelle settled back against the pillows, curious to hear his story. Rose, sensing the change in atmosphere, rested her head on Isabelle's lap. "I grew up in a pretty tough neighborhood," Kelvin began, his voice taking on a reflective tone. "My family didn't have much, and life was a constant struggle. My father left when I was young, so it was just me, my mother, and my younger sister. I had to grow up fast, take on responsibilities that most kids my age didn't have to think about." Isabelle listened intently, her eyes fixed on Kelvin as he spoke. "When I was a teenager, I got into some trouble," he continued. "I was angry and frustrated with our situation, and I made some bad choices. But then I met someone who changed my life—a mentor who saw potential in me and helped me turn things around. He taught me discipline, self
