Kookarrot
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" 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠? "
"This is an arranged marriage."
In front of everybody.
The city calls it fate.I call it strategy.
Because this isn't a love story.
𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙨𝙩 . 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 .
⚠️ Mature Content Warning
This story contains themes of emotional conflict, intense romantic tension, psychological manipulation, and mature situations that may not be suitable for all readers.Scenes may include violence, strong language, sensuality, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised.
His fingers tighten around mine - not gently. Never gently. " 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 ."
He only smiled "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙢𝙚 "
He thinks he owns this game.
He doesn't realize I play just as dirty.
The problem? He watches me like he's trying to read the ending before I write it.
𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚.
"𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" he once asked mockingly.
I met his eyes without blinking.
"𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝑰'𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆."
Because when Two Morally Grey people marry each other...It isn't a love story.
It's a war disguised as devotion.
And the most dangerous part?
I think he enjoys the fire as much as I do.
𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦...