The Ruthless Billionaire Love

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The door kept pounding repeatedly, and a voice which I had always feared as a nightmare and a dilemma to my soul sounded.

"Open up, Laura. Why are you getting me so stressed on this? I just want to have my knife stroll on the layer of your skin, gently and slowly, I promise you, it won't hurt that much."

The fright at which that voice impulsed into me was like a dagger piercing through my heart, a chill of terrors short my spin as I could feel my legs go numb. My hands trembling, heart raising.

This voice was no other than my husband, Caspian. He hated me-he hated me more than anything in this life and had sworn with his life to torture me till I secumme to pain itself. His intentions weren't clear on what he wanted to do with me, but I think his aim was to kill me-and in a painful way. And this was all my fault, because I chose not to sign the divorce paper he had offered to me, I couldn't because I love him alot.