His Deadly Obsession

His Deadly Obsession

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"You lied to me" she shouted throwing her bouquet on him. A rustling sound was made as the flowers fell after hitting his hard chest lightly. "It's not like that" he tried to explain but she was not ready to listen to anything and backed off. "YOU ARE NOT THE KIND OF MAN I WANTED TO MARRY" At her hurtful words he clicked his tongue and grabbed her waist tightly. "Yes l might not be the kind of man you wished to have as your husband but you are married to me now and you have to obey me like a obedient wife" The night that changed everything......... To Marry him was her worst nightmare ever. The unforgettable nightmare which changed her love into hate and made him more and more obsessed with her. HIS OBSESSION (love) HER HATE Let's see who will win. Will she started to love him again or their love story will stay incomplete forever. _____________ The pictures do not belongs to me. Please enjoy 😄.
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He didn't ask. He took. She became his bride with a gunshot heartbeat and silk around her throat. He doesn't believe in love. Only control. Obsession. Ownership. Every vow he made was a warning. Every kiss? A claim. She was meant to run. But now, she's trapped in a palace of poison, veils, and velvet chains-wearing his last name like a collar. This isn't a love story. It's foreplay. Welcome to Veils of Vows-where the walls echo with moans, the bruises bloom like roses, and every "I do" ends with "I beg."

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