Emma: The Mad Wife RU

Blurb:

“If you marry her, I will die,” I whispered, placing my hand on his rapidly rising chest.

Ethan’s lips twisted into a cruel smile, and his eyes burned with something cold and unfamiliar.

It was not the usual pity or desire he showed Vittoria.

He despised me. Looked at me like something pitiful, clinging desperately to the inevitable.

“I’ll say it again, Emma. You will change nothing,” Ethan hissed quietly.

He gripped my shoulders and leaned closer.

“I will marry Vittoria. Not tomorrow, maybe in a week, but you will not manipulate me forever. Sooner or later, these games had to end. Now is the time.”

His words burned as much as his hot breath.

His blue eyes bored into me, almost glowing with anger. His fingers tightened on my shoulders as if he wanted to hurt me.

But all I could hear was my own heartbeat. Fast. Too fast. It meant it would stop soon, and I would fall back into the void.

“Witch… ask Lucille. It was foolish to tell the old woman I didn’t want to live without you. I only wanted you to love me… and come back sooner,” I whispered.

Ethan’s crooked smile returned.

“That may work on your father, Emma. But not on me,” he said coldly.

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When desire clashes with duty, and love faces cold reason…
Which one will break first?

Love, madness, passion and a touch of drama.
This is not a light story meant to entertain.
But it is just as tempting as a spring storm 🌩️

✅ Colonial America
✅ Romance with dramatic elements
✅ No sugar-coated sweetness
✅ Trials on the path to love
✅ HEA