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

It was past three in the morning when I arrived home. I was more than drunk, stumbling on every step and cussing like a sailor. 


Alex's lounge room light was on when I opened the front door. I sneak past it making my way to my room. 


I wanted to sleep, but before I could open the door, I saw a slip of paper stuck under my door. I tried to ignore it, but curiosity got my best, and I opened the door wide. 


Picking it up, I unfolded it to find a threat, not under it. 


"Stay away from him, or you will lose everything you love," it says, making me sigh. I crippled it up, throwing it in a bin. Being with Alex, I was used to these kinds of threats. They don't scare me anymore. 


I don't think I changed because when I saw my bed, I discarded what I had in my hand and fell flat on it without bothering who came into the house and who went. 


Chapter 60