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

The tension in the car was too intense, it became too unbearable.

I wanted to disappear under his prolonged hostile silent stare, time moved like a slow ticking bomb, the nervousness was killing me piece by piece. He should yell or question me so that I would brace myself of what to expect, but he did neither.

The driver made a quick turn and I soon realized that the car wasn't heading towards our house.

In fact, we were going farther away from it.

"Where are we going?" I asked nervously. My question was left unanswered. I looked at Lucian to realize that he was no longer looking at me, his head was tilted back against the car seat, his eyes were shut, his jaw was clenched tight, either to suppress anger or pain??  His chest rose and fell unevenly with each breath he took.

He looked pale. A droplet of sweat ran down his temple.

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