Contracted as the billionaire's unwanted wife

I quickly tried to close the door but he b

nto the room. He was drunk? Did I even need to ask, he wasn't steady on

as my room which means this section is mine and

but I felt my heart soften when he called me sweetheart. He was a drunk man and didn't even k

nk, you nee

way towards me, I was suddenly engulfed in fear. this man was drunk and could hurt me, and even if he became sober,

oving towards me. I didn't notice I was moving towards my vanity mirror until my back

ood on a spot and he looked satisfied. He soon got close to me and our

initely not in h

dn't have control over the way my bod

onal I would say his gazes were gazes of adoration,

under my ear taking my earlobe into his mouth and

thing we'd regret. The point might be to get pregnant, but that doesn't mean I

was giving myself to a man w

e rubbed his bulge on me and I couldn'

was so focused on what he was doing. "Jammy!..." Thi

urprise, he stopped and with a groan, he move

to my bed and took off his shoes, his belt, and the tie that was already loose, throwing them

got into my bed and raised the cover over himself, then as if

etter than having him force himself on me in his drunk state. I made my way to the bed then

ause he held my waist and pushed me towards him so t

e broken. Soon enough he fell asleep and I k

red he would wake up at one point of the nigh

w through my struggle with sl

I was awoken by the angry voice of Jammy

oom and he was the intruder, I wasn't done sleeping and not

but he had other plans as he sn

got

entering your room." At that, he looked around the room realizing t

to me with a sour look on his face, I was almos

allenged him. I think I struck a nerve because before I could so much

o come sit around and argue with me, remember the contract you signed, you have a t

w much of a man I can be." He whispered to me