Ethereal Facade

Ethereal Facade

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Ariana Grande
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
You love, and consequences are already ahead of you. As for anyone who's not me, they'd definitely marry someone, get away from it as far as possible, grab whatever you can, and leave. But as for me, marriage is sacred. Being a child, I've always expected myself to be hooked with a hot prince charming every princesses have in Disney movies, but now, I don't know how I ended up with a wannabe. This was the day, the day I'm starting to be bound with this Whitlock. I'd rather be with his brother, maybe he'd be considerate of people's feelings. I held his hand, and he locked his fingers on my mind, squeezing it tightly. It felt wrong. Everyone clinked their glasses, as I sat uncomfortably with my legs on top of another, while my future husband ─ as no one wanted, laughed his way out. It made me more uncomfortable. So many people were in the hall, talking about how expensive our lives would be if we merged, which was bound to happen in this case. I stared at him, and by surprise, he looked back. I wouldn't deny though, he looks so captivating, and mysterious. Who are the Whitlocks and why are they so close to my family?
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"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!

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