Days of Christel

Days of Christel

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"I know what you want," she said. I grinned and chuckled softly. "What do you think I want?" "The perfect guy, perfect wedding, and cute kids." I laughed. "Why do you think that?" "That's what every girl wants." "Well I am not every girl." "Well what do you want?" She asked. "I'm looking at it."
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#Mature Content in later chapters# A sharp pull by my wrist brought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirked face saying it all. His eyes are gazing over my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly. "Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me. I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand. I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this" Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me. But I wont give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage. ______________________ To know more do read "Bound by Vows"😉 WARNING- This is the first draft and you will find mistakes but i will correct them when i get the time to edit it. ##I have removed the story from here and moved to another platform. If you want to read whole story, it is available on other platforms**** Link in my bio

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