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✦ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑 – 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥'𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐚 ✦

—•✧ Her POV ✧•—

Alright. It was time to break this man.

I cleared my throat, crossing my arms. “You don’t even fit my type.”

Liam raised a brow, clearly unbothered. "Oh? And what’s your type, princess?"

I leaned back, flipping my hair. "I like men straight out of books. The mysterious kind, the ones who stand in the shadows at a masquerade ball, sipping whiskey while brooding over some dark past."

He tilted his head. "So... you want me to lurk dramatically in corners?"

I ignored that. “He should have cold, sharp eyes that pierce into your soul. A jawline carved by the gods. A voice so deep it could shake the earth."

Liam took a slow sip of his coffee. "Angel, I think you just described me."

I gritted my teeth.

"He should have a tragic past. Haunted by memories. The type to stare out of rainy windows while listening to sad violin music."

Liam sighed dramatically. "So… last night, when I was drinking bourbon in my study, staring out of the window… That counts?"

I sputtered. “YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!”

"No, sweetheart. I'm just naturally your type."

I wanted to throw something.

"Fine. He should quote poetry—"

“'I have measured out my life with coffee spoons—'” he began smoothly.

I slapped a hand over his mouth. "STOP IT!"

His shoulders shook with laughter.

"He should be emotionally unavailable, but secretly a sweetheart."

Liam leaned closer. "Emotionally unavailable? Darling, I’ll spend every second proving how available I am for you."

My heart betrayed me with a stupid little flip.

"He should have scars. Deep ones. The kind he lets me trace at night while he whispers his pain only to me."

Liam grabbed my hand, placing it over his heartbeat. "Trace away, angel. I’m all yours."

I snatched my hand back like it burned.

"He should sneak into my balcony at night just to see me."

Liam grinned. "Give me an address, and I’ll be climbing by midnight."

I let out a frustrated scream.

"He should whisper confessions in the dark."

He leaned in, voice like sin. "Like how I already know I’m never letting you go?"

I shot up from my seat, face burning. “I HATE YOU.”

Liam just sat back, smirking. "Sure, princess. Keep telling yourself that."

—•✧ His POV ✧•—

She was adorable.

Every time she tried to push me away, she only pulled me in deeper. Her eyes burned with frustration, lips pouting slightly as she huffed. I wanted to kiss that pout right off her face.

I leaned back, watching as she stomped around the kitchen, muttering something about 'infuriating men' and 'stupid, perfect faces.'

"You done with your little tantrum?" I teased.

She spun around, hands on her hips. "Listen, Mr. Drakos, this is not a tantrum. This is me making it clear that this marriage is a mistake. A huge, colossal mistake."

I pretended to think. "Hmm. Nope. I don’t see it."

Her jaw dropped. "You—!" She groaned, running a hand through her hair. "I don’t cook, I don’t clean, I spend way too much money on books—"

"That just means our house will always be full of stories."

"I binge-read till 3 AM and cry over fictional characters—"

"I’ll make sure to have tissues ready for you."

Her eyes narrowed. "I take my books to dinner and ignore people."

"So I’ll just have to make sure I’m more interesting than your books."

She sucked in a breath, clearly exasperated. "I don’t work out. Not even a little."

I smirked, letting my eyes roam over her figure. "Angel, with a body like that, you don’t need to."

A faint blush spread across her cheeks, but she quickly masked it with a glare. "You’re impossible."

I shrugged. "You married me."

"That was an accident!"

I grinned. "No take-backs, sweetheart."

She threw a pillow at me.

—•✧ Her POV ✧•—

This man was a menace.

No matter what I said, he had a response that made my heart stutter. He wasn’t supposed to be like this. He was supposed to get mad, be annoyed, demand a divorce. Instead, he was acting like he had walked straight out of my dark romance fantasies.

I peeked at him from the corner of my eye. "Are you sure you’re not a book boyfriend come to life?"

Liam smirked. "Darling, if I was, you’d never stand a chance."

I buried my face in my hands. This was going to be a disaster for me.

—•✧ To Be Continued... ✧•—

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