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24. I was to marry the Monster
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LachlanI moved to follow her but Jeremiah stepped in my path, stopping me. “Move.”He didn’t. His eyes glared at me and he said, “We have a meeting.”“Go ahead. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”He narrowed his eyes and took a step closer. I was aware of the eyes on us. Xavier, Kayne, Olezka and his fûcking aunt was staring at us. But he didn’t seem to mind as he gritted out, “Don’t defy me again and again, little shadow, there’s only so much I can let go.”I took in a calming breath and moved past him in the direction of his fucking office. I needed just a moment of his weakness to strike back at him and bring him to his fucking knees. I was bidding my time, letting him think he was in control. Because if he knew I was plotting he will consider me his enemy too. His trust in me was already fragile and I didn’t want it to shatter like it had for everyone else in his life. God. He didn’t even fucking trust his own twin. It was a fucking miracle that he put even the slightest of it in
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NINA "It seems I will have to take my wife in my own hands.”Dread coiled up in my stomach, my fight and flight instincts told me to make a run for it and I lurched to my feet, but he was faster.Before I could escape, his fingers clamped around my wrist, and he yanked me forward. My breath left me in a sharp gasp as he twisted me, forcing me over the breakfast table. Plates and silverware rattled beneath my weight, the scent of coffee and toast mixing with the scent of his cologne. Fire and danger engulfed me in a brutal hold. I thrashed and tried to fight his hold, but his grip was unyielding as he twisted my arm around my back and pushed me down harder that my breastbone hurt. “Stop,” I hissed, panic clawing at my throat from being subjected to this. “You fucking bastard—”The loud smack echoed in the hall before the pain registered and I went still. My mind short-circuited unable to process what just happened. He just hit me. The fucking monster hit my arse, making my whole bod
