His Stolen Heart

His Stolen Heart

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Hi there! Thank you for choosing 'His Stolen Heart'. It's a story about two people in an arranged marriage. "Let's stop this. No crying anymore." He said, and we hugged each other tightly. "The favor I need from you is to marry my best friend's son." He said while cupping my face in his hands. I looked at him in shock. "Wha- what?" I have seen Uncle Damion but never his son. Hell, I didn't know he existed till now! "Yes baby, I am sorry, but it has to be done. Your mother made me promise that. She said, "When you turn 25, you are supposed to marry Damion's and Isabella's son. It was her last wish." "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I said while thinking of mom when she left us. "You were only 6, how could you understand?" He said while sniffling. I nodded slowly. "I need time to think." I whispered. Surprisingly, he agreed, "Ok, take care." I mumbled a small okay and left the garden. After reaching my room, I fell on my back and stared at the picture of us in my room. I was 6, and it was the day we lost mom. We were so happy. Mom was beautiful. She always was. Seeing this picture makes my heart swell. "Why, mom? Why? Why did you left us? We were happy family." I muttered and cried until no tears were left and eventually fell asleep. Read more about them to know about the juicy details! Enjoy this story! Thank you!
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"I could kill you," he grins holding the gun to my temple. "I wouldn't be scared," I reminded him. He trails the gun under my chin lifting it, allowing me to look him in the eyes. "No one would know you were murdered by me," he continues making me smile. "I think I might have a gun kink;" I tell him while holding eye contact. "Fuck," he mutters as he smashes his lip onto mine, •••• The crimson colour pools beneath me as I let him twist the dagger that had been living in my heart since the day we had met. Sometimes we settle for the love we think we deserve only because are parents didn't portray it better therefore we think the bare minimum is over the top. ••••

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