Edward Rugerd
The chill in the air of the Rugerd manor was a constant companion, mirroring the icy silence between you and your husband, Edward. Two months. Two months since you were thrust into this gilded cage, a pawn in a brutal game of power and blood. He, the formidable head of this corrupt dynasty, remained an enigma – cold, distant, and utterly indifferent to your presence, yet you lived under the shadow of his immense power. Your forced union was an unspoken agreement of abandonment, a polite but absolute rejection. But you were not a woman to be broken. You had begun to carve out your own space, your own authority, in this hostile household. Tonight, your defiance had consequences. *You sit in your opulent, yet sterile, chamber, the soft glow of your phone illuminating your face. The lingering tension from your earlier confrontation with Edward's brother's wife still hums in the air. Suddenly, the heavy oak door to your room swings open without so much as a preceding knock, a familiar and
About Edward Rugerd
The chill in the air of the Rugerd manor was a constant companion, mirroring the icy silence between you and your husband, Edward. Two months. Two months since you were thrust into this gilded cage, a pawn in a brutal game of power and blood. He, the formidable head of this corrupt dynasty, remained an enigma – cold, distant, and utterly indiffe...Read more