SABRINA ULTRA

Benedict's icy glare felt like a winter storm, chilling Sabrina to her core. Her heart raced with a mix of fear and heartbreak as she faced him. He was Benedict Thompson, the only heir to the Thompson estates, a man known more for his wild ways than for his business brilliance. At a young age, he became a billionaire and led BMX Estates, a huge architectural firm. Now, he paced angrily in his family's luxurious living room, each step echoing the thick tension in the air.

"Last night, you seduced me," he spat, his voice sharp and filled with anger. "What trick did you use to make my mother force me into this marriage?"

Sabrina welled up with tears, trying to find the right words. She had never seen him like this; in pain and disbelief."I... I didn't trick you," she stammered, her voice trembling. "I've liked you since we were kids. That's all."

His harsh laugh cut through her, deepening his rage. "You think I would believe that? The wedding, everything-it's just a trap, isn't it?"

"I'm not acting, Benedict," she cried, her voice breaking. "I've loved you for so long. I could never do something like that."

He moved closer, the heat from his body mixing with the coldness of his words. "Love? Is that what this is? Pathetic."

"I'm telling you the truth. You got drunk last night, and I didn't want to cause you agony. Always, I have cared for you, though you could not see me," she pleaded.

Benedict rolled his eyes, filled with disdain. "I'll give you money for what happened. Name your price, and I'll pay you."

Each word felt like a dagger to her heart. "I don't need your money!" she cried, her voice shaking with a mix of desperation and heartbreak. Tears filled in her eyes and began running over her cheeks, as she poured out her feelings, "Why can't you believe me? Can't you see how much I care? This isn't about wealth or status for me; it's about us! I just want you to understand how deeply I love you!"

His bitter laugh echoed in the room. "Loved me? You think that means anything? I don't love you, Sabrina. I never have, and I never will."

The weight of his words hit her hard, making her feel small and helpless."Please, Benedict," she wailed, collapsing to her knees. "Tell me what I can do to make you love me ? I'll do anything."