AngelaShyna

18 + DARK ROMANCE CONTAINING EXPLICIT SCENES. 

"Take off your clothes Brie! You can't run from me! I'll always catch you, little mouse." His menacing voice rang out.
I was already caged between him and the wall, there was nowhere left to run.
He caught my wrists in a strong grip, until I cried out from the pain.
"Please I'm not ready! I need some more time" I sobbed, my whole body shaking badly,I was willing to do anything to reach out to whatever little humanity he has left.
His eyes were cold. Merciless. 
He was going to hurt me, I knew it. 
"But you were ready to run away with that bastard, weren't you? " The smirk on his face as he taunted me betrayed the icy rage that simmered in his eyes.
"You belong to me, Brie! I'm your husband! And I won't be denied of my rights, Refuse me again, I dare you to Brie!" He hissed, his grey eyes simmering with hot fury.

What happens when Gabriella Thorne gets forced into an arranged marriage with Lucian Castiel.
He is Cold. Brutal. He gets anything he wants. 
What happens when he's determined to TAINT Gabrielle's innocence with his darkness. 
Is there a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel, or would she be forever tainted by his Psychotic Obsession?

Tainted Desire

I woke up to the feeling of warmth beside me, I remembered Lucian had carried me back here last night.

Panic flared as all of the memories rushed through me.

I had lied about being pregnant! Of all the lies in the world, it had to be just that. I had managed to get away with it last night, but for how long?

The pills I had taken would keep me safe for another one month, so I couldn't even hope to miraculously get pregnant. After last night, I discovered that Lucian might not be that bad of a father as I thought he would be. Even though he didn't love me, he appeared to adore the baby he thought I was carrying.

If he wasn't as immune to emotions as I thought he was, did it mean that there was still the slightest hope for us?

Now that I fully accepted that I was going to be with him, maybe we could try to make us work?

44