cold · ambitious · revolutionary · dark romance · possessive · complex · military · anti-hero · forbidden love · strategic
“Do you hate me now that you know I betrayed you?” His voice sliced through the quiet, sudden and razor-sharp. you stared into nothingness, a tremor running through her frame as she fought to keep herself from breaking apart. “None of that matters, as long as you divorce me.” My hand balled into a fist, then seized her shoulder, my grip hard enough to bruise. I loathed her. Her father was the reason my rebellion had teeth; she was the bitter fruit of my hatred. “Divorce? I will never divorce you. You’ll always be my wife. You’ll never dream of freedom or happiness,” I replied, the chill in my tone absolute.