All Chapters of Relentless : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

                                              'His Cologne is addictive, dragging me closer to him. Despite this, I know how dangerous he is. Less than a businessman, he acted like a leader of a dangerous organization. He scared me last night. He wants me to be frightened of him. I was. I am. But I also find him calm when he lays next to me. Is he demanding more than just laying together? He threatened me to be in this wedding. He shouldn't expect all this. I remember Emlyn's words. She always mocked me saying after her breakup, ' Thank god you're a virgin. You don't know the craving. ' If it leads to bed with a stranger. I'm grateful for it. I've avoided men almost my entire life. I didn't imagine such a strong personality to be my life partner. I like the brush of his skin on mine. it's not a good thing to demand. I like the kiss we shared last ni

                                      'I should be hopping with joy. I got what I wanted. I don't want our wedding to be part of my life. But it's hurting so much. My heart is hurting. I never felt it before.'      She touched her cheeks. Her fingertips were soaked with her tears. In less than a week, she had started to accept him as her husband, she started to wait for him before sleeping, she loved to cuddle with him, she was anticipating her life with him. He became an essential part of her life.      ' Putting a ring on her finger, he has proved where my importance stands in his life. I do not need people's respect when my husband doesn't respect our wedding vows.'      Her stomach twisted at the memory. She stopped walking. Her feet were aching. She drifted her gaze around and it stopped at the club

'That wasn't compulsory.' She thought looking at her hands.       He advanced his hand. She took it without delay. She was still contemplating it as a prank.       He accelerated the car. It was maddening her. He tried to kill her. Now he was going to pretend he didn't do this.       "Sadness doesn't suit you," he said with a quirk of his lips.       Exasperatedly she shifted on her seat, "Seriously! You ordered your men to shoot him. This could have killed him. You are forcing things on me against my desire. You got engaged to a second woman. You're going to marry her soon. What do you expect, Ales?" She yelled at him.       "Not at least this,"       She swallowed a lump in her throat before speaking, "I'm not hard-a** like you," She blinked and tears sprinkled through her eyes, falling in her lap. &nbs

                                 She had lost track of time as pondering over her marriage. The pain was getting worse every day. She was planning to go with him. No excuse could persuade him to agree.       She paced toward the dress lying on the mattress. Her gaze went to the clock. He must come home soon. Her heart pounded, imagining Bianca and her cruel father sitting around her husband. Her eyes began to sting but she was certain not to cry.       She took a deep breath and grabbed the dress. ' I won't allow them to degrade me. She should be the one. She's marrying my husband. I'm not ruining someone else's marriage. I don't allow him to touch me. Is it the reason he easily agreed to marry her? Of course, what could be else? Go to hell. I don't care. But why does mere thought hurt so much? '      She scanned

                                                  He was dressed in a black suit. But his expressions were unreadable      A new kind of fear surged through her body. Her heart was racing rapidly. She was afraid. He would shove the divorce papers at her at any time.       A part of her expected him to cancel his engagement. But his grandma wouldn't let it happen. She hardened herself against the pain.        'Emlyn is busy in her life. At least, she won't go through all this. Romero won't do this. They love each other. And we! He got me instead of his debt. Huge difference. I'm just a thing for him. '      "Nico, where is Romero?" She asked as she couldn't see him today.       Her husband was already gone befo