Chapter Fifty-Five

*Trigger Warning - This chapter contains adult themes of abuse of a sexual nature*

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Lucien leaned in, pulling me closer as his lips brushed against mine in a cold, calculated kiss, deepening it to showcase his passion that belied the cold nature of our union. The crowd erupted in applause, their cheers a discordant of joy. As we hurried down the aisle, a wave of relief washed over me. The performance was a success. I had successfully played the part of the doting bride, my forced smile fooling everyone. The ceremony was over; a dangerous game was successfully played.

"Very good," Lucien purred, his voice laced with satisfaction as the door closed behind us. "That performance was convincing enough. But can you keep up the charade for the rest of the day?" His eyes gleamed with a sinister promise, a warning that the danger was far from over.