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Scars Of A Forced Marriage

Elara Edward never dreamed of marrying a man like Leonardo Lorenzo. For her, this marriage wasn't a choice-it was a sacrifice. To save her little brother's life, she gave up her freedom and her heart. Leonardo had everything-wealth, power, and a reputation that made people fear his name. Handsome and commanding, yet ruthless and cruel, he agreed to the marriage only to strengthen his empire. To him, love was a weakness, and compassion was a luxury he couldn't afford. She was sweet, gentle, and broken. He was dangerous, cold, and merciless. Two opposites bound by chains of hatred and duty. But as the line between pain and passion blurs, and as scars from the past give way to unexpected emotions, will Elara and Leonardo destroy each other-or find love in the darkest of places? A story of broken souls, aching hearts, and the power of love against all odds. Warning: This is a dark romance. It contains scenes of violence, passion, and emotional intensity. Reader discretion is advised.
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Chapter 6

ELARA POV

As he shuts the door, I keep that cup 3/4 filled with horribly extra-strong coffee down and rush to the washroom to spit out the remaining liquid in my mouth. Washing my mouth and face, I look at myself in the mirror and say to myself. " Now I get why this man behaves like a jerk. How can one drink such a horribly strong coffee? I should have ordered a regular cup of tea for myself. But Noooo.... Miss Edward.. Naa... Mrs Lorenzo wanted to play strongly in front of her so-called husband. But didn't it kind of work? We finally discussed without any argument or shouting at each other.

From his expressions, I can say that he was surprised a little by the fact that I was normal in front of him at the start. Make your biggest weaknesses become your biggest strengths, and success will be yours. And now I can be assured that he won't say anything stupid or wrong in front of my Bunny. But only till I do not get in this way. I just need to wait for this 1 month, and then Bunny will go to the boarding school. And then I will deal with Leonardo.

Maa aapne theek thi. Kabhi kabhi shanti se kaam zyada jaldi aur theek se hi jata hai. Aur results bhi zyada ache hote hai.

( Maa, you were right. At times, with a calm mind, work gets done more easily and quickly. And better results also sometimes."

I say to myself, happy that last night Maa came to me as a dream to remind me that even I am strong and that life gives challenges only to those who have the capacity and willpower to fight them. I will fight. I will definitely fight. I will not give up fighting, nor will I let this marriage fall apart.

*

Hours Later

LEONARDO POV

Opening the door, I step into the room and go straight to the couch to sit down and take a deep breath as I close my eyes. It has been a very hectic day. I am supposed to be on my honeymoon, relaxing and enjoying myself, but here I am. Attending business meetings to crack deals for my company.

5 meetings are scheduled one after the other. No time to relax for a single second. And also skipped lunch in the process. But it's worth it. Now we will be the best and first choice of the public.

I open my eyes and look around. No trace of her. Where is she? I peep towards the balcony but do not see her there. Maybe she went out to spend some good time enjoying herself. Anyway, why should I care? She doesn't even exist for me.

Let me freshen up, then I'll have a drink. It will de-stress me from today's hectic routine. Thinking all of that, I finally get up after a few minutes and head to the washroom. As I open the door, I look at her in shock.

" Elaraaa...." I shout as I see her lying on the floor. I rush in to see if she's okay. As I bent down, I turned her face towards me, only to see a wound mark on her forehead with traces of dried blood. I pick her up in my arms and bring her to the room. After I make her lie on the bed, I call the reception to send a doctor urgently to my room.

While waiting for the doctor, I searched for the first aid kit to clean up the wound. And I get it in one of the drawers in the washroom. As I finish cleaning the wound, there is a knock on the door, and I open it. As expected, a doctor comes in. I guide him to Elara, and he checks her.

" Is she okay? What happened to her?" I ask as the doctor does his work.

The doctor turns to me and says, " Mr Lorenzo, I think she's been a victim of poison."

He says as I look astonished at him with this news.

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