I Married The Villain To Destroy You

lines on the stick, the miracle

inally

with a video message f

y husban

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laughed on the screen, promising his mi

ompany to fund her life, while I p

al didn't stop

liated me by pinning the family heirloom on Sienn

race track, Sienna pushed me d

losing the very child Marco had desp

pat

checking on his mistress whil

he had just kil

stepping out of the shadows to

ost dangerous Capo in New Y

t Marco on

rriage

anted a war? I was about to burn

pte

es, the fragile promise of a future I h

old marble counter, delivering a vi

the humiliation of cold stirrups, and the pitying,

re my place as the perfec

marble tub, the plastic s

was

h

o from looking at me with that suffocating

e buzze

cting a message from m

own number had s

ssed

clinking glass shattered the

idently filmed from a hid

was

hus

this morning and told me he had a

't in a

extensions, his hand fisting the fabric of her skirt,

rain from my face,

just the i

ld, men st

s the

also demand

er

le

o laundered his money a

n-a sloppy, wet sound

d the wom

he microphone to catch every jagged syllable. "You give me a son

el

ing off the imported tiles I had paid for

the pregnancy tes

n't b

rs of loyalty for a promise of fertility from a bot

a quiet

snapping in a de

the penthouse slam

y, uneven footst

as h

o the trash can and co

t deserv

deserve

bedroom, the door hittin

and the cloying sweetness

runted, loose

ting on the edge of

ts us at the brunch tomorrow. You loo

to hide the smear of

bed, face down, shoes

ring withi

too

s felt

han they h

up my pho

had appeared b

rom the unk

act I had saved un

e Mo

of the ri

city's ports and had a reputat

ngerous man

o hate, the monster Marco tried t

d the m

my pawn. We