Unlikely Love

Liam got off his swivel chair and walked to her. He stood in front of her and smirked. She was scared but held it in.

"Marry me." Evelyn was shocked and quickly shook her head. "Then I'm not clearing your family's name. " he said and turned away. Evelyn thought about it again and she decided to do it. Anything to clear her family's name.

"Okay. I will get married to you. But promise you'll clear my family's name."

"I will. Now leave and be prepared."

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The priest's voice rang out, a bit too loud in the quiet room. "You may kiss the bride."

Evelyn's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know what to expect. She thought maybe Liam would kiss her quickly, just to get it over with. But when he leaned in, she felt a coldness in his touch that sent a chill through her body.

His lips barely brushed against hers. It was nothing like the romantic kiss she had imagined as a little girl. It was quick, detached, and as emotionless as everything else in this marriage. Evelyn stood still, her mind numb, trying not to let the sting of it show on her face.
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"You'll eat," he said, his voice low, almost threatening. "And I'll make sure you'll carry no one's child but mine."

He left her standing there, his words echoing in her mind. And for the first time, Evelyn felt a flicker of hope that this twisted game might actually be working in her favor.