He only married her for her money… or so everyone thought. But just hours after the ceremony, a mysterious red stain appeared on her wedding dress, revealing a terrible secret no one could have imagined…😱
« I still don’t understand why he chose this particular woman… With that much money and that status, he could have married anyone, » murmured a guest, observing the altar.
« He didn’t choose love. He chose a contract, » the man replied with a contemptuous smile. « Three years of marriage, and he’ll get what he wants. »
In the vast cathedral, whispers quickly turned into brutal trials. Everyone was convinced they knew the truth: Amalia was merely a means to save a ruined family.
Then the large door opened.
All eyes turned towards her.
Amalia walked slowly down the main aisle, dressed in a magnificent white gown. Despite the luxury, despite the jewelry and the veil that concealed her face, no one could guess the pain she had carried inside for years.
The guests noticed only one thing: his difference.
His majestic figure. The large birthmark that covered part of his face. His condemned gaze.
But Amalia stepped forward without lowering her eyes.
Leonard Blackwood was waiting for her at the altar.
The heir to a family once considered untouchable.
But those days are over.
Bad investments, colossal debts and unforgivable mistakes destroyed their empire, leaving his family on the brink of ruin.
Until the day Amalia’s father offered her a deal.
« Three years. The official duration of marriage is three years. After that, you will both be free. In exchange, my company will cancel all your debts. »
Leonard did not hesitate for long.
« I don’t need love. I need money to save my family. I agree. »
From that moment on, the whole town believed they knew the truth.
This marriage came at a price.
And that price was stipulated in the contract.
During the ceremony, Leonard recited his vows in a cold voice. No tender glances. No smiles.
As if he were signing a commercial contract.
It’s not like he’s marrying a woman.
But no one knew yet that this day would change his life forever.
After the ceremony, the newlyweds arrived at the family mansion, where journalists, guests and relatives were waiting for them.
« Come closer! Smile! You must look like a happy couple! » shouted the photographer.
Amalia tried to smile.
Then suddenly…
His face tensed.
A sudden pain shot through him.
She imperceptibly gripped her dress, trying to conceal her shiver.
Leonard noticed his condition.
– Do you agree?
« Yes… I’m just tired, » she replied quickly.
But after a few minutes, her face turned pale.
As the guests raised their glasses and prepared to make a toast, Amalia discreetly left the room.
She almost ran up the stairs.
Leonard wanted to ignore it.
After all, this marriage was just an agreement.
But suddenly, something caught his attention.
On the white marble floor…
Red drop.
Then the second one.
He looked at the hem of the wedding dress.
The bloodstain spread slowly across the immaculately white fabric.
His expression changed.
For the first time since the beginning of the day, he felt something other than indifference.
Anxiety.
Without thinking, he rushed after her.
When he opened the bedroom door, he saw Amalia trembling, her face contorted with pain.
« Leave me alone… » she murmured.
But then Leonard entered.
And what he saw next shattered all the ideas he had about her.
Amalia slowly removed her veil.
Then, with trembling hands, she loosened the corset of her dress.
Leonard froze.
His back was covered in scars.
With old wounds.
With signs of further setbacks.
Traces of violence that no human being should ever have to endure.
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