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[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] - Izabelle had underestimated the fire she thought she was going to play with tonight. But how could she ever have foreseen that the man she had happened to come across with does not play with just a small fire, but a whole inferno?
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Excerpt: 
"You going through this marriage with me might as well be like you digging your own grave. Because the moment you start to want more from me, I will divorce you. And the moment you break your promise and try to fight me… I will ruin you and break you apart completely. Mercilessly. You will regret ever meeting this devil tonight." His threat was given in the same soft but cold voice.

But Elle did not even flinch. Her gaze never faltered either. This man was ruthless, and she knew that clearly. His eyes that moment promised nightmares and darkness without any promise of respite. 
But no matter what he says now, it would still not change her decision. She truly had no other choice. 

"I understand now…" she said quietly, steeling herself. "Since you don't trust that I will keep my word, how about we do this? You prepare the divorce documents beforehand now and I'll sign it. That way, once you decide to divorce me in the future, the papers would already have been signed and there would be no way I can trouble you about it. You would just need to send it to the lawyers and have it notarized." 

A heavy silence reigned before his quiet disbelieving laugh broke the silence.

"I'm at a loss for words, Princess Izabelle." He looked wickedly amused. But then he started nodding in approval. "Fine, princess. I will marry you."
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Hellbound Heart

Elle could hear him screaming. Sebastian…

Even in this pit of darkness, Elle could hear the agony and rage in his voice. It was breaking her heart into a million pieces. Because no matter how loud he screams, she couldn't seem to even do anything for him. All she could do was stay there in the dark, moving against her will. A puppet.

She had tried to fight it. So many times… she tried. She'd fought to break free from whatever this thing that was controlling, from whatever this prison she was in. This thing couldn't be a nightmare. There was no way she's just having a nightmare. Everything felt too real to be one. The only thing that would make sense was… she must be under some kind of spell.

This being a nightmare was more impossible to her than it being a spell. Yes, after everything that had happened, Elle could no longer even doubt these things that were nothing but fictional and superstitious to her not too long ago.

Deadly