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

"Owe, what do you think you are doing" his anger radiates in his voice like a wildfire, but slop passes through Regan's reckless drunk state. 


She didn't even acknowledge his remark. 


She wiggled her toe in the cold water a calm smirk made its way on her face. 


Alex was going all nuts that she didn't even acknowledge him. 


He hurried toward her and snatched his Whiskey from her hand, but Regan swatted his hand away. 


Alex greets his teeth to stop his anger, but he keeps losing it bit by bit. 


He tried again and again, but when nothing worked. He did not have patience for this. Alex pushed her into the water instead of trying to get the bottle from her. 


"Oh, my God, help," she screamed at the top of her lungs, but the idea of not screaming and dying crossed her brain for a second. 


Chapter 50