CHAPTER TEN: WEDDING WAR Eya and Zeth appear by my side in a split second, looking alert and clutching their guns. I discover Uncle Raven defending Belle, Nathan, and surrounding Belle in a circle while holding their weapons rigidly in their arms. I'm being carried by Ethan toward the priest's location. I flipped up my dress, twisted my hand free of his grip, and ran toward Uncle Raven, Father and Belle. Never would I put my family at risk to rescue myself. At least they stand up for the boss with enough loyalty. Hades rushes outside, pushing people aside as he looks through the revolver magazine. Like a gathering storm, his supporters follow him. Nathan agrees, saying, "The outside isn't safe yet. We have to remove the boss before Hades shows up.” I point in the direction the priest went and say, "I'm not taking him away." I look back, believing Ethan has vanished, but a deep part of me, an irrational part, holds on to the hope that he didn't. "Old churches have hiding places."

CHAPTER TWELVE: A GLIMPSE OF USROSE POVDid he just mention that he intends to finalize our marriage? Yes, I believe he did. His comments cause me to become speechless for a while, with my limbs remaining still and my grip on his shirt relaxing. For some reason, unrelated to the preceding adrenaline spike, my chest heaves up and down heavily.I stare at him as he carries me, taking in the strong angles of his jaw and the straight but slightly crooked nose that characterizes the guy who, thanks to my consent, is now my husband.The past hit me at that precise time when the priest asked me to be his wife until death does us part, and all I wanted to do was flee and never look back. I still have bleeding in my heart from that incident, and I doubted I could control it this time. Since why? I fear that it will be forever if I allow him to harm me.He had already reached his car and opened the passenger door by the time I forced myself to snap out of my daydream.I struggled in his grip,

CHAPTER FOURTEEN: TEMPTATION BEGINS ETHAN POVRose vowed to kick me in the balls, so I fully expected that. I'm ready to grab her knee already. Drunk Rose looks at me with sadness in her eyes and points with a sharp edge at my chest.I'm not sure why I let her get intoxicated in the first place, given that I knew she would become even more erratic and liberated after consuming alcohol. On the way here, I catch a glimpse of the carefree young woman she was when her mother was a girl who didn't give a damn about social conventions or what people thought of her.She asks, not attempting to get her wrists out from under my hold, "Why do you know I like black?""Do you think that just because I left, I forgot?"She slams her eyes shut hard before saying, "You should. That's how it's supposed to be."Before opening them once more. Her lower lids are wet this time. I wiped her eyes with my finger, claiming her tears as my own. Everything she has will now belong to me, even her wrath, tears,

CHAPTER SIXTEEN: PRINCESS PUNISHMENT?ROSE AMARA POV I close my eyes and lean against the wall to block out whatever is going on inside of me. I try to divert my thoughts by imagining what I will do today, including checking on the house, reading reports, speaking with Hades about the attack and making a plan to know who is all behind this. A hand wraps around my throat from behind as a hot body looms at my back. Eyes widening, I gulp on the water but make no attempt to move. I can't. I am unable to move a single muscle because they are all tense. "You might as well save your energy next time," he said, "because I'll barge through any door you lock." My chest heaves as I sense something challenging and ready at the crack of my ass as he presses his hips forward. He splits my ass cheeks and asks, "Now, about th

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: SOMETHING MOVESROSE AMARA POVIt is not desired to enter the residence oddly. Ethan forced changes into me with each stride I took, causing friction that I wished to think was terrible but not. We made a detour at the mall because I did not intend to let anyone see me without makeup or wearing some clothes. Dirty clothes. My hair is now wrapped back in a bun, with makeup, and wearing a short dark gray dress. Even a heavy foundation couldn't hide the hickey on my neck, which had turned dark blue, so I had to get a set of necklaces.When I approached Ethan outside, he gave me an irritated look. What right does he have to treat me that way after the excruciating pain he's giving me with the toy?"Something bothering you, Princess?" It takes everything I have not to whip around and slap him across the face to get rid of that arrogant tone. He is having a great time torturing me."Away from me," he said."No, that won't do. Remember, we got married yesterday."Why did