UNWANTED UGLY WIFE

UNWANTED UGLY WIFE

S.N.RIYA

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#mutual contain 🔞 18+only "You should go to the other room" he said She looked at him in shock its their first night. He was nervous and open his mouth to say something. After a while, he said, "your father makes a deal with me that if I marry you he will give me half of his property. My company is in loss and I don't want to marry you because I am not interested in you, you are not my type.I feel disturbed when you are around me!" It is all he said to her. She got up from bed and a hot tear escape from the eye, and she left his room. She did not say a word to him. *************************** Roya knight-she is good. Age=22 educated and shy in nature. She is rich,, but she is also black. She never wears something so revealing. Simple and always smile. And she is tall, slim, perfect body, and her eyes is most attractive. She has every good thing, but the only lack of personality is her color. Johnson Robin - He is handsome. Every girl dream about him. He has well-built body. He has blue eyes and white men. Not only that, but he is men of his word. Age=27. He run huge business, and he has so many girlfriends. Content and /or trigger warning :This story contains mature sexual content. Strong language ahead, adult jokes also. Which may trigger for some readers. You have been warned ⚠

Chapter 1 Writer's Note

Writer's Note

About Her=Female lead

Name :Roya Knight-

Age=22

Educated and shy in nature. She is rich, but she is also black. She never wears something so revealing. Simple and always smile. And she is tall, slim, perfect body, and her eyes is most attractive.

About Him - Male lead

Name :Johnson Robin

Age =27

He is handsome. Every girl dream about him. He has well-built body. He has blue eyes and white men. Not only that, but he is men of his word. Likewise, he run huge business, and he has so many girlfriends. He started hating black women after his first love rejected him. Furthermore, he never looked at them with same. Black women remind him of the rejection. No racial in here, he has black male friends.

Just to forget his rejection memory, he never dated any other black women.

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Roya's POV :

My father has arranged my marriage.

I don't get why he's rushing such a serious matter. I mean I've never even met my future husband, I've only seen his picture, and he's handsome. Likewise, I mean hot, Like fire. Furthermore, I've never been in a relationship,, so I don't really have a problem with an arranged marriage.

But maybe, just maybe, it's a little too early?

Maybe my father is just worried about my stepmother. She's never liked me because my father loves me the most. I mean, I am his first child after all, from his first wife. My mom died when I was 3. My mom's black and my father's white, they fell in love and got married, and then they had me. Whenever my father talks about her, he reminds me that he will always love her the most. He told me the only reason he married my stepmother was for me, he said I was so young, and I always cried for my mom and things were good with her, back then but when my step-brother was born my stepmom changed. I think that's natural because my father loves me more than him.

Anyways, I'm looking forward to going shopping for my wedding with my best friend Stella, she's beautiful, and she'll help choose my dress with me, then a week later my wedding will be held. I'm happy with my small life, and hopefully I will have my own family soon.

Johnson Robinson POV :

I AM SO STUPID.

I am frustrated with my own actions.

How can I just agree with that man for an arranged marriage?

He made a deal with me that if I marry his daughter, he will give me half of his properties.

Now I have to marry his ugly daughter. FUCK this is awful.

I've dated so many beautiful girls, so many models, actresses and I also fuck them. Now I have to settle down with this ugly girl. I hate myself, really, because my company is losing money and this deal is my only shot to pull myself out of the red. I have to make this deal. I've never even seen or talked to her, I haven't even seen a photo of her.

But he says his daughter is black, so that means she's ugly. I mean, who would give me half of their properties and marry his daughter with the devil? I think she is sick, or maybe she saw me and got a crush on me and now she wants to marry me; and now the dad's girl wants me as her toy. Her dad came all the way here to fulfill her wish. But fuck her! I will never ever become that ugly, nasty little girl toy.

I'll reject her.

It's about my self-respect and my pride. She will remember this, I'll make sure of it.

The wedding will be held in a week, and I'm feeling nervous, How will this girl look? Is she fat? Is she sick? Is she that much ugly, she became burden to her father ? Does she know about the deal?

I keep asking myself these questions. My best friend's helping me get a suit for my wedding. He keeps asking me about her, he doesn't know about the deal. He's the one who's always interested in black women anyways. He's always dated black women, I've only seen him with two white women and that didn't last long. I'm thinking, why didn't Roya's father go to him with that proposal? He will be more than happy with it, and I wouldn't be stuck in this situation.

I just want it to go away. FUCK what am I doing with my life.

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