Chapter 1 The Bride

Gabrielle Jones was in the bed, struggling to fall asleep. Her eyes were heavy but sleep escaped her grasp no matter how hard she tried. After hours, when she was just about to get lost in a dream world, she felt a cold and rough hand touching her face.

 

She tried to brush it away from her face, but to no effect. Shocked, she opened her eyes only to find herself gazing into another pair of cold, dark eyes.

 

Gabrielle’s heart started thumping. When she saw the man in front of her clearly, a chill ran through her spine.

 

“What are you doing here?” She clutched the quilt close to her chest, and moved to the farthest end of the bed in fear.

 

“Gabrielle… have you forgotten that this is our bedroom? Why can’t I be here?”

 

Westley Morris spoke with a smirk, perched on the opposite corner of the bed. He was still wearing the bridegroom’s clothes from the night before. His eyes looked cold and frightening.

 

Yes. Yesterday was Gabrielle’s wedding day, and the man in front of her was her husband, Westley. This was the first time she was laying an eye on him after the ceremony.

 

She had waited for him the whole night, and had at last decided to try sleeping.

 

The sun was already lighting up the horizon, bringing a solemn sadness over her.

 

Westley hadn’t returned to his bride on his wedding night.

 

“Yes, I know this is our bedroom. But do you know that? We got married last night and you didn’t come here at all. Where have you been?” Gabrielle asked, finally getting a hold of herself.

 

Westley snorted, like he was least bothered and saw no problem with his conduct. “You’re acting like a dissatisfied, neglected woman. Do you feel wronged because I didn’t touch you on the night of our wedding?”

 

“I am not— ouch, it hurts!”

 

go on, Westley leaned closer to her and held her chin in his hand,

 

grip on her chin, causing a sharp pain to her jaw. Gabrielle’s heart skipped a beat, fearing he would crush her with just a little more

 

pain from his hold, a tear rolled down

 

like he thought she

 

of bed and wiping away his thumb

 

What am I to do?” Gabrielle felt her

 

don’t find him, you will see the destruction of the Jones family.” Westley spoke tonelessly, walking

 

Westley was

 

and could not help but burst into more tears as

 

where are you?’ she thought to

 

brother that she had been forced to marry Westley, the

 

house, saying that Gabrielle’s brother, Bryce Jones, had fled with his fiancee, Nellie Collins. The two seemed to have disappeared from the face of earth. They were nowhere

 

back his fiancee to him. The other was to marry Gabrielle to

 

they failed to find

 

At last, what she was fearing the most happened. Her mother asked her to marry Westley, promising to find her brother as soon as possible. She

 

Gabrielle believed her

 

given her everything she could ever hope for. They would never treat her

 

thought. She suddenly realized the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. She quickly wiped away her tears and locked

 

bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Six feet two inches tall, his figure was proportioned like that of a professional model. His muscles were

 

for my body?” Westley rolled his eyes and sneered, thinking the

 

Hungry for his body?

 

fact, she felt a sense of

 

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