A Lady's Promise

A Lady's Promise

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Lady Rosalyn knew little of love and family. Her father, still sour from the death of her mother, despises her, and the town seemed to, as well. She was a Lady who didn't seem to follow the unspoken rules of society. She was 19 summers old and still not wed. As well, Rosalyn didn't hold the gift of sight. Her sight only consisted of a deep, endless black. Something she did not want to happen to her heart. When he father pays a man to have her hand in marriage because no one else would, Lady Rosalyn discovers many things. Her father would not change; he would always feel contempt toward her for tainting the family name. Rosalyn, with no way out, must follow through with the wedding she was sold into. She must act like a Lady and say nothing. After all, it's a lady's promise.
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COMPLETE Let me make this crystal clear, because you don't seem to understand," he said, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with venom. "I paid for you to be my wife. That means you do what I say. You're mine now." He flicked a check toward me, and it fluttered to the ground between us. I couldn't look away from him, though my chest tightened in panic. My hands shook as I fought back tears, refusing to let him see me break. But he wasn't finished. "What did you expect?" he scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This is what gold diggers like you get. Money has a price, and now you're paying yours. Enjoy it, wife." Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the massive, empty living room-speechless, breathless, and drowning in disbelief. I never expected this. © MaryRose 2018. All rights reserved. Content Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of physical and verbal abuse. Reader discretion is advised. My intention is not to romanticize or condone abusive behavior but to present a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. If themes of violence, toxic relationships, or power imbalances are triggering, please proceed with caution or choose a different story. This is a work of fiction and should not be taken as a guide to real-life relationships. Offensive or disruptive comments will be removed to maintain a positive reading experience for all.

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