Forced to marry the cruel billionaire

m, attempting to convince him to stay for lunch, but the old man only glanced at me with disdain and

him. Why had I wanted to be kind to a man who had bought me like a cheap

en Gregory approached. I only felt him grab my arm and

ere he was taking me, but all I could hear was Gregory's labor

eared the worst. After all, the idea of pretending to be in love with my fake husban

dly on the slick floor. Pain shot through my ankle as it twi

muffled the screaming trapped in my throat. My eyes w

tared at me while his warm breath grazed my skin. I shudder

ry was faster. He grabbed them, pinning them to the bed. "I was just trying t

nd Gregory's sharp features only hardened

reath escaping his lips made me squeeze my eyes shut, fearing the

feeling them pierce my stomach. Gregory's face twisted into

e, nothing seemed to compare to the pain I felt hearing those words

o me, he contin

A pathetic woman, abused by her stepfather her whole life. I would never have a

to talk about Mason or recall the horrible things he had made me endure. My eyes filled with tears.

and wash your filthy mouth

rabbing my hair and yanking it back. Before I could even att

gging my hair even harder and twisting my neck painfully. "Do you think I'm stupi

dread and humiliation washed over me. I had to lean on the bed to steady myself as the air fled from my lungs. I couldn't say a wor

, but I received more bruises on my body. As I lay down on the bed with great difficulty, I found myself wondering what Gregory would do next to fix

trying to be ev

rom encountering him, and my days became empty and sad. It felt worse than livi

es of my heart, Samantha enter

turned to look at her with a st

meet Gregory. A million thoughts raced through my mind about what he

im standing in the middle of the room. Sensing my presence, he tu

ny longer. We need to have a child before he dies and leav

?" I couldn't believe

. How we make that happen doe