The Slave in Gold

The Slave in Gold

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Ira is the slave, who had never wanted to serve another man again. Rhoden is the prince, who never wanted to be tied to a woman. Rhoden's father, the king, is sick of all the pesky Queens trying to get promises for their daughters. However, he doesn't want to force his son into an unhappy marriage. So Ira, a pretty girl accused of a criminal act, is his solution. Take her out of the dungeons, dress her up at the parties and call her a wife. A pretty thing like that couldn't really be dangerous. And thus fire meets ice, palace meets street, male meets female. The only thing they share in common is the hate for their situtation, and of course, eachother. But the longer the two spend together, the more Rhoden begins to think that her calm and emotionless personality is just an act. There's something she's hiding. Something big....
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ARRANGED MARRIAGE "I will not marry anyone. I don't care if it's for alliance, because we both know we don't need it!" I hissed back. Our mafia was one of the most feared, if not the most. No one dared touch us, so why marry a man who cannot give us anything. Before I got to speak up again my father slapped me right across the face. I gasped and put a hand to my cheek. My mouth stayed shut and I sat down in silence. Neither my mother or my brother did or said anything. I wouldn't except them to, since they never did. "I am your father and you will show me respect!" He demanded and sat back down. My cheek ached and I knew it would leave a mark. One I would have to cover up later. "But father, if you just tell me why," I tried and he cut me off again by picking up a fork and throwing it in my direction. He missed by a few inches only. My mother stared blankly down at her plate, not wanting to show my father a reaction. "Do not question me Katherine. You're leaving tomorrow" He said at last. ----------- What happens when the stubborn and independent Katherine Lopez is forced into marriage? Was it all for alliance between two mafias like her father said? And how far will she go to break the arrangement before the wedding date? Will she kill to get what she wants? Read the story to find out;)

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