Billionaire's Bargain: You belong to me
lin
y throat, a knot of worry curling in m
t did you use the money for, Mom? I thought you promised me you'd stop spend
sure her skin always glowed. My mom cares more about her beauty than anything else. Even when
new it was expensive. But I didn't dare ask where she got the money. I truste
r her to tell me she borrowed the money for a noble reaso
lling myself it was just a little here, a little there, a new dress, a new cream, until the bills swallowed
looked, I built everything with my face and my presence, I know I caused this mess, I know my spending pushed us o
y throat, where my
my room and slammed the door. I'd accepted that my mom mad
er even met? From what Mom said he must be filthy rich, so why couldn't he just pick one of those ric
one and typed his
uddenly I understood why it's important to always be on social media. I'm not a soci
rt hammering. I was just glad my aunt
ore it opened. My mom stepped in
edge of my bed, and my bo
ry him, you'll have all the riches you need. You won't lack anything, and I won't
my fingers diggin
g me to marry a stranger like I'm some bargain you are trying to trade off. Money isn'
forced my words out, "You're supp
m not selling you off. It's simple: get married and enjoy. You're not ge
ey makes everything okay? You want me to marry a man I don't even know, a man I don't
be a choice. It's supposed to be trust, respect, companionship. You can't just tra
st talking like a child. You've never had to fight for anything in your life. You don't unde
eone who doesn't even know the value of money, someon
sprang to her feet, her face reddened,
e. The sting burned, my heart pounded as
g I've done for you, everything I've sacrificed to raise
speak, but she didn
ing closer, "I swear...you'll be burying my dead bod
Adrenaline burn has settled low in my stoma
he same scenarios running thro
pacing around. I told myself I needed
on the door. No answer, and my hand
nd for the first time, I unders
impossibly still, my breath cau