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4 years apart
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    Time 3 hours, 13 minutes
Complete, First published May 24, 2024
The house was drowned in shadows, a sea of men in black standing tall, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. A low murmur rippled through the crowd before erupting into a deafening roar. Their prince had returned.

Gunfire shattered the night-not in violence, but in tribute. Muzzles flared, bullets soared, and the air buzzed with raw energy-loyalty, power, and the unmistakable scent of gunpowder. He stood at the heart of it all, his gaze cold, unreadable. This was his kingdom. And tonight, the world would hear his name.

"I never thought a forced marriage would lead me here-standing over my husband's greatest secret." Lisa's voice trembled as she took in the scene before her.

In 4 Years Apart, love and deception collide. What happens when a marriage of circumstance unravels the darkest truths?
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26 parts Ongoing Mature

In politics, image is everything. Behind every picture-perfect smile, someone always bleeds. "The world will see your ring... but only I will see the leash attached to it." Layla married for freedom. He married for power. Their union was never about love, it was performance. A show for the cameras, a fantasy for the nation. But in this world, scripts don't last. Desire festers, deception deepens, trust and loyalty are measured by how many skeletons you can bury, and secrets rise - the kind powerful enough to destroy nations. In political affairs, no one is ever what they seem. The same person who kisses you for the cameras... might be the one to pull the trigger in the dark. This is the price of power - gaining it, keeping it, surviving it. Another irony of this life? You go from wanting freedom to falling into the arms of someone who wants to own your being. "Every one of my yeses will be your yes... my no will be yours too." This isn't a marriage. It's a battle wrapped with luxury!!!