"Am I selling myself!?"I found myself asking. "Yes" he replied without any emotions.  She was sold to the most eligible billionaire of NY. He forced her to marry him-- and no, it wasn't love. It was hate. It was the need for revenge. It was all... Fake. Will this fake marriage ever amount to real love?

He’s my ruthless billionaire

I was getting ready after so many days, I will get to go to the office. I have missed our office real strong, and I would love to spend some time working. 


Even though I wanted to become a legal doctor, I can't pursue my dream anymore. I had asked him about that once, and he turned me down well. Even though he has changed since then, but I think he remembers that business is not what I always wanted to do and that I have some other dreams which I wanna achieve. 


Anyway, I was happy to get out of this house and finally get back to work. I made a simple ponytail and wore simple formal clothes. I made my way downstairs and saw him leaning against the couch. 


"Hey" I called him and he looked up and smiled. "Breakfast?" I asked. 


"Well, from tomorrow" he answered me and I sat beside him. "You can make it from tomorrow. Now the time is much better, isn't it? Otherwise, you had to make it in the pretty morning" 


Back to Work