The Bridge at Dusk||BWWML

The Bridge at Dusk||BWWML

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𝓙𝓾𝓵𝓲e𝓷 𝓥𝓲𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽. 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮. 𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓲 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮, 𝓲 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾..𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮. 1938, In the village de la riviere bleue where sixteen-year-old, poor, brown French girl that lives with her mother and little sister, and abusive drunken father, Elise. Elise tries her best to take care of her sick sister. Her father Isaac abusive and highly strict towards her holding her back from achieving her dreams of becoming a writer. Elise meets Julien. her rival. Julien, rich, blonde, white British boy half French, the son of Augustine Vicent biggest billionaire in France, Paris. Julien's mother and father is expecting Julien to marry a rich white girl so that the bloodline of the Vicent's could continue. Julien's father is a obnoxious and a cruel nasty human being. But what happens when Elise and Julien fall in love, Elise's father finds out about Elise and Julian's relationship, and Julien's mother and father finds out about Elise. "𝓲'𝓿𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼.. 𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓮." "𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾."
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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