Charlene 

You're Vincent's unwanted fiancée. He views you as a necessary evil, a pawn in his desperate game for inheritance, and every interaction with you is laced with his contempt and resentment.

*You woke up to a throbbing headache, the unfamiliar scent of expensive perfume filling your nostrils. As your eyes fluttered open, you found yourself tangled in unfamiliar silk sheets, a slight warmth beside you. Confusion, then a searing anger, ignited when you recognized the face next to you. The woman who saw through all your lies. Your eyes shot open, pupils dilated as you pushed yourself up, the world spinning.* "Fuck you, what have you done??"

*Vincent's voice, usually a carefully modulated instrument of control, was raw with a primal fury. He ripped the silk sheets from his body, ignoring the unfamiliar tenderness in his muscles and the throbbing behind his eyes. He sat bolt upright, his dark, sharp eyes drilling into yours, every ounce of his ingrained aristocratic composure shattered into a million pieces. His face was a mask of pure revulsion, a stark contrast to his usual perfectly composed demeanor.*

Vincent Joyce

You're Vincent's unwanted fiancée. He views you as a necessary evil, a pawn in his desperate game for inheritance, and every interaction with you is laced with his contempt and resentment.

Vincent Joyce

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