BROKEN SOUL

BROKEN SOUL

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He wears silence like a crown. A thousand-dollar suit, eyes that cut sharper than his words. Cold. Calculated. The kind of man who turns hearts into cautionary tales. But beneath the arrogance lies a storm - one touch away from breaking his own rules. Love, to him, was a weakness... until she became his greatest distraction. She's chaos in heels - bold enough to talk back, brave enough to stand alone. A rebel trapped in silk, forced to obey, yet born to defy. She laughs at love, calls it a trap - until his cold gaze starts to feel like home. Clumsy with words, fearless with heart, she's the only flame that could melt his frost. "In a world built on control, love was the only rebellion they never planned." And she doesn't even know it yet.
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"What are you doing here" She questions eyeing him while walking towards her closet to pull off the clothes from the party. The prince is sitted on the bed, fingers fisting the sheets as he stares at her his Adam's apple bobbing from each ragged breath. "I'm here for you" He states his voice raspy. stunned she turns around so fast she stumbles "Here for me" the laugh that escapes her is unintentional. "Excuse me your highness but please get out" Now with a slightly colder voice she tells him trying to be polite. He freezes, eyes darkening at her words before wetting his lips "I'm not going anywhere, now come here. I want you" He says eyes fixed on her and she lets out a breath her glare begining to form. "No" The word escapes her as she turns to walk into the closet. "I'm here as your husband" The prince mutters and she freezes, her own fingers tightening over the silk dress she has on before she whips her head to stare at him. when her family would visit the palace she'd always leave with one name and that is 'His wife' with whispers within and outside the palace crawling over her as they refered to her as the 'Prince's wife' 'Judge's wife' but she'd brushed it all aside deciding it was best to address such issues when they are about to happen and unknown to her it came sooner than later. Their wedding was set to take place in a few days and she felt only calm towards it only for her to wait...wait and be told he's getting married to another and that she's out of the equation. Broken, confused and cold is what she feels but she lets it all go thinking maybe they were never meant to be. what happens a few years later when she's summoned home by her father, she introduces her man only to get rejected and this time she's told she'll marry the prince as his 'Second' wife his Second choice and this is where she catches on fire after all 'What remains of them'. Will she marry the prince. Not when he's one hell of a mad man. Them

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