You are no wife to me, do you get it?" 
He said, stepping forward crushing my already thinned personal bubble.

"I am marrying you because of circumstances. The sooner you feed that to your peanut size brain, the better it will be for you and me. Do you understand?". Pushing me back against the wall with so much force it made me grunt at impact. Intense pain shot through my body when he pressed himself on me. It was like he was trying to ram me into the wall or something! Asshole- idiot- Big fat S-O-B. All these curses were going through my mind. 

All I want to do now is scratch his arrogant face and give him a feel of his own medicine. However, in this compromising position, I am right now! I can hardly move. So, all I did was look straight into his eyes and glared back with the same intensity. I try to break free by pushing and squirming. Alex had me in a grip so tight it felt like a hulk holding me down, so hard that it was painful. I tried to look away, but his voice made me freeze. "Answer me. Do not look away when I am talking to you bit*h!”.

 “Do-You-Get-What-I-Just Said? Or do I need to make myself a little clearer? hmm?" 

"Yes, I get it. I'm-Not-Your-Wife." "Believe it or not, I have no interest in being your wife," I said, more like spat it out, it was like poison coming out of my mouth.

 "Why are you smirking at me bitch?" he asked. Completely oblivious to what is about to come. I composed my happiness concealing it with my ‘I’m am innocent, like a kitty look’. "Oh, you're about to find out," I said.

The Hurt Of Billionaire

Xavier and I are all dressed in black, like some secret agents, So we can hide around the house in the dark and enjoy the miserable Alex. See our pranks come alive with black monkey caps covering every last bit of our skin, making us practically invisible in our surroundings. 


We crawled to the stairs when we heard the front door open. 


Alex stepped in like he was some 'God of hell.'From the moment I saw him step in, I observed his body posture and showed his tiredness, making me rethink my revenge plan. 


Something keeps telling me that I chose the wrong time to mess around with the devil. 


"Xavier?? Where are you?" his voice bombarded like a crash in the sky on a stormy night, making me cringe back in Xavier for some uncalled protection. 


"Oh, he is very royally pissed, little devil," Xavier said from behind me, making me glare at him in the dark, which he ignored because he couldn't see it. Of course. 


Chapter 39