MARRIED TO THE CEO WHO RUINED ME
Years
cross Marceline's life-some deep
ndurance. Of silencing sobs at midnight. Of risi
suitcase, she stood once again on the soil of
asn't
as a
rt to brea
s shimmered in the dusk. Her fingers curled tighter around
et. "Can't believe
n, brow raised. "You're going to crush tha
offering a faint smi
ought dragons in human form. Who
I get the job, I'll be able to pay off Mama's hospital bills. G
ight. The kind of pressure that wraps itself a
uel words, the abandonment-sh
ay her body folded in on itself in pain. Not when Marceline ha
wing on the skyline. "Let's see what
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r resume clutched so tightly that her knuckles ached. Her chest rose and fell with ragged, shallow breaths, the nerves bubbling u
r mother. For the su
name, slicing through her spi
arceline
hind the assistant felt like a slow march to a battlefield. The elevator creaked upward, but
ped before a black doubl
No reason for t
sted. Someth
hed the
me-time
sat
ss D
ribs like glass. Her vision narr
hispered promises against her skin-then turned his bac
n expensive silk, smirking
wly, his voice low and leth
Her blood ran cold. But she refuse
rment, of unanswered calls, of mourning al
with cruel amusement. "Neve
old and steady. "Not like I
ars, and you're still this fe
o claw that arrogant look off his face. But sh
. "I guess the intervie
sual and cutting, like
ob," he said. "But
temperature in the room dropped
n her spine. She d
t y
would come with a price. One she wasn't sure she
s smirk and the weight of five years of
back into the ar
sked, her voice brittle as
rrogance and amusement. He leaned back on the leather co
a marriage of convenience," he
ned, as the air in
allowed to get physically atta
n her throat. What t
e: Your body and s
ap. Possessive. Degradin
ver get ahead of yours
s a nail in a
t fall for me. This marriage
ed his love-but because once, foolishly, naively, she had.
cide when it ends," he finished, nonchalantly, as though he'd
ping down her spine. "What's this supposed
d in designer. "A contract marriage. You marry me, you get the job. You
. She stared at him, searching for
ispered. "Tell me this is just a
ice flat, emotionless. "Read the cont
ng up her throat. "And what if
ed from every step as he stalked toward her like
ou say?" he
that weak, naive girl you used to control. I'm no
nished. His f
ine," he growled. "Do you unde
spat. "Because I'd rather starv
could smell the expensive col
line," he warned, voice low.
nd shove it," she hissed, tur
hree steps before his nex
ure your mother never gets that surgery. I'll buy
rld wen
eline
caught in
woul
uld
bling. Tears burned in her eyes-but th
her like she was air, who now held her fa
ecome her
d just woke
t suddenly thinner like the oxygen had been
oed in her skull,
. Her sick mother is at home, all alone, right now. You know what to d
Her breath hitched
in-slow, brutal, suffocating. Her heartbeat thundered i
a mere whisper of its former strength, st
her as the image of her little sister flashed acros
e, you know I have too many ways to catch the cat. I just decided to go for the simplest.
ed to. The ice behind his words was enou
this?" she asked, brokenly, b
ug curl of his lips. "When I say I know ever
ight of it all. Her lips trembled as the tears she had fou
ng as her body folded in on itself-lik
. "Take it as me granting that
augh through the sob in her thr
just a marriage of convenience. You mean nothing. I only picked you because you
t. She hated that it still hurt.
Marceline," he added wi
apped, voice rising, cracking under the weight of a
y. "I get to solve your problems for you. All
man she had once loved was now a stranger in
anged," she said, her voice low and trembling. "But
eaming darkly. "Thank goodness. You an
elt," he whispered, trembling with barely contained rage. "You'r
with terrifying calm. "I'
hands. Her whole body screamed at her not to do it. But she had no choic
sig
ture felt like etching ch
r eyes, red and swollen with te
'm no longer a plastic doll you can bend and
ened. But she
any