Bewitched by Ivory
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Ivory Cavendish, a young and beautiful noble lady, is forced to marry a man she doesn't love in order to secure her family's wealth and image.
The young woman is devastated when she founds out about the live changing decision her parents made for her.
Will she find love or misery in this legitimate alliance?
What about both?
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"Then why do you keep acting like that" I yell a little louder, drawing some unwanted attention on us.
Suddenly he pulls me against his chest and I breath in his cologne, he smells quite pleasant for a person I can't bear.
He strives over my hair that is thankfully let down in soft waves and couldn't be messed up by him.
I slightly twitch under his touch and try to free myself from his hold.
"When your my wife I won't let you disrespect me like that, understood, Ms Cavendish?
I'll make use of your fierce nature other ways"
he whispers menacingly calm
and I could feel heat rushing up my cheeks.
"J-Just let me go" I strut and keep my gaze fixed on the ground.
"As you wish" he utters coldly and lets go of my wrist.
He throws one last glance at me, before vanishing in the crowd of guests.
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