Welcome to Hell, My Wife.
(“Even the flames of hell hesitate to touch what love has already burned to ashes.”)
“Some men don’t just cross lines… they build thrones upon the ashes of them. And some women don’t just bleed… they burn in silence while the world claps for their destruction.”
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Welcome to your undoing, where love is nothing but a weapon, and every step forward is just another fall into the abyss. Damien thought looking at Melissa’s picture in his cell phone. Walking into the balcony he recalled a moment a few hours ago when he stepped into the top floor of mansion on Alec’s demand to adorne the room.
The mansion was engulfed in a silence so dense it clung to the air like thick velvet. From the outside, it stood like a brooding monument—dark, towering, and cold. But the
