HIS FORCED WIFE
Updated at Jun 27, 2022, 08:55
Romaisa Shaw, 19-year-Old, a simple independent girl living a life in her innocent little world, opposed to the very idea of love, one day finds herself in a situation of helping a man shot in an abandoned road, catches the eye of the very person she was told to be hidden from. The very person who killed the man she saved, The very person known to the world as the king of horrors, and pain.
One fine night, while returning home from her birthday celebration, she is welcomed by the horror itself, brutal and cruel, but maybe not for her. Was she saved, or was her life ended the very day when he decided to kidnap her and take her with him, in order to protect her from his enemies.
In a swift motion, he was standing in front of me. His dark black eyes pinned me under his gaze. The fear ran down my body, I had nowhere to go. I was in a dark alley, caught after a failed escape from this very man standing in front of me. I whimpered and took a few steps back, my eyes begging his eyes for mercy, to let me go.
Before I realized what happened, I collided with his body. His hand in my hair, tugging at them, making me look up at him.
'Please! I whispered, "I beg of you to let me, I don't care if your enemies want me, I would rather die than be with you," I yelled with all my might. My voice cracked.
I started punching him, in an attempt to free myself. I had nowhere to go. But the fear I had for this man screamed at me to get away from him.
I felt him lower his head to my ear, 'You have only two choices, my love. Either you sign this marriage contract with me,' He begins, my heart banging in my ribs. 'Or I have my men outside your family's dear home in New York, ready to kill a few.'
'In both these scenarios, you are but going back with me, where you will be staying forever,'
I was dreadful.
He backed away and threw some papers toward me.
'Pick it up,' he said in a stern tone.
I stood there motionlessly processing whatever he said. My mind feels numb as well as my body. He just threatened to kill my family.
'ARE YOU DEAF,' He yelled and I flinched. He was giving me a hard glare indicating me to do what he said. I picked up the papers and saw them. It looked like some marriage certificate.
It is a stand-alone love story like no other, with lots of passion and pain, with all the mafia romance we love, with the added charm of thrill and mystery, and of course slow burn.
And if you loved this book, try my other book "And his heart betrayed," About a forbidden bodyguard slow-burn romance.