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Although his lips were pursed around the flute and his fingers danced skillfully up and down the body of his instrument, his eyes were marbles of fury.
My face went warm when I saw his bare feet, a reminder that I was in his home.
Girl what in the world. I--
I didn’t like the thoughts my mind entertained. Maybe he wasn’t so bad. I’d heard of arranged marriages where the couple got used to each other and eventually fell in love. A new plan struck me at the thought. I’d harden my heart against him, but if I could make him fall in love with me, maybe he’d let me walk away instead of using me for his plans.
I was furious. He’d caught me escaping, found the journal, assumed I meant to betray him, showed me his dead wife, told me he didn’t love me, and continued to punish me for my actions. But there was something else mounting between us, and I knew, as my gaze flickered to his lips, it was that undeniable attraction.
what the hell xD
How could he be so cold and cruel, and yet so hot and handsome?
Every male love interest
I’d tried to escape, and he’d shown me his dead wife and threatened me with … kisses.
what the hell am I reading
I supposed mortality was a blessing—at least one day I’d die, and while that thought was morbid, it was also a relief. I wouldn’t have to keep going on and on and on endlessly.
