"Give me one valid reason as to why I should sign this?" He said leaning back on his chair, folding his arms against his chest.
"Umm...you'd get a young, intelligent, empathetic, loyal and a passionate wife? And Bonus, she's gorgeous as well." she answered with a grin, flipping her hair back.
"You forgot to add childlike." He smirked.
"I ain't a child. You're the one acting like a child here. You know the situation we are in well enough, so just sign it. Now will you?" she insisted.
"Correction. Not 'we' but 'I'. It's a 'situation' for you, not for me. So, ask politely." He said, with the smirk not leaving his face.
"Seriously!?" She frowned to which he nodded closing his eyes.
"Argh! Fine-", she let out a sigh before continuing, "Will you please sign these papers?"
"Oh Zara, I was expecting better." he showed his displeasure.
Zara sighed again. Knowing his intentions very well. She walked closer to him plastering a fake smile on her face. Seeing her approaching him, Evan stood up adorning a smile. Before he could say anything Zara smacked his face with a fist and hit him on the legs with her foot making him wince in pain. She laughed like a maniac watching him plead in front of her.
"I'm still waiting, Ms. Zara." His voice snapped her back into reality. What a bold dream!
She sighed in defeat, before replying to him.
"Mr. Evan Nash, Will you please show some mercy on me and sign these papers agreeing to our contract marraige? Please?"
"No!"
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What happens when a hard headed and no nonsense man stumbles upon a clumsy yet equally fierce and passionate woman? And life throws an arranged marraige for them. Will love stumble upon them as well?
Read as they both make each other's life a living hell and a living heaven, both at the same time, while healing each other's heart.
This is the story of Evan Nash and Zara Williams.
[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT]
I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way.
He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again.
He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not.
"You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back."
His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me.
"How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features
I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--"
Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside.
"You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him.
"Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me."
"You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired."
"Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret."
Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered.
THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS
cover by IvvyKy