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*MY BOOK IS CLOSED FOR GOOD. DO NOT REQUEST FOR A COVER IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM. ALL ATTEMPTS WILL BE DELETED OR IGNORED* Are you stumped when it comes to original covers? Can't make a good design for your cover? Need new ideas for covers? Can't find original pictures? If any of the above are occurring to you, just click read and find out how you can receive an original cover made by me. -------- I also make covers for books I adore with all my heart, as a way of supporting them beyond a vote and a comment -------- I do not make covers for racially or sexually degrading stories. Stories that romanticize rape, kidnapping, prostitution, and any other serious crimes will also be denied a cover.
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COMPLETE Let me make this crystal clear, because you don't seem to understand," he said, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with venom. "I paid for you to be my wife. That means you do what I say. You're mine now." He flicked a check toward me, and it fluttered to the ground between us. I couldn't look away from him, though my chest tightened in panic. My hands shook as I fought back tears, refusing to let him see me break. But he wasn't finished. "What did you expect?" he scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This is what gold diggers like you get. Money has a price, and now you're paying yours. Enjoy it, wife." Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the massive, empty living room-speechless, breathless, and drowning in disbelief. I never expected this. © MaryRose 2018. All rights reserved. Content Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of physical and verbal abuse. Reader discretion is advised. My intention is not to romanticize or condone abusive behavior but to present a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. If themes of violence, toxic relationships, or power imbalances are triggering, please proceed with caution or choose a different story. This is a work of fiction and should not be taken as a guide to real-life relationships. Offensive or disruptive comments will be removed to maintain a positive reading experience for all.

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