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Chapter Seven

Author: Black Pearlll
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“I don't have the time nor the strength for your games Nazlynn, your tears don't move me. This was your plan wasn't it? To create a scene in front of people and make them believe I was forcing you into this, am I right?” He asked, rage brewing beneath his eyes.

He was wrong and I tried to show him that by shaking my head to every word he said.

“I am having an extremely shitty day, you don't want to add to it,” he said in a controlled voice.

“You will try on the dresses and make a choice. You will get married to me in three days, Nazlynn, that is not up for debate. Neither of us want your brother to get hurt, am I clear?”

I froze as an image of Enzo getting shot on his way to his room in Atlanta filled my head. I bobbed my head in response. He signed, pressing his fingertips on his temple.

“Can I please have my phone back?” I asked in a shaky voice.

He gave me a frustrated look. “You'll have it after the wedding and it will be on some terms.”

He took a seat on the armchair oppos
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