"Don't you dare come near me, you monster," Natasha yelled at Bryan while stepping away from him. He grabbed her by her neck and slammed her against the wall.

"Now what are you gonna do?" Bryan challenged her.

"What have I ever done to you? Why are you doing this to me?" Natasha cried in pain. With hatred in his eyes, Bryan started tightening his hold around her neck, choking her.

"It's because I hate you so much. My hatred for you is bigger than the sun and darker than the night." Bryan replied to her in a hatred-dripping tone.
"Then fucking kill me! Why are you torturing me like this?"  Natasha cried out loud as she could no longer bear her hatred in the eyes of her husband.
"Nah! That will be easy. I want to see you in pain. I want to see you suffer. I own you now. You belong to me." Bryan replied to Natasha angrily. He slapped her hard on her cheek, bruising her face.

Natasha Malik is a Billionaire's daughter who worked so hard to prove her place in this world. But no one ever cared about her existence. She worked hard to reach her dreams. But that didn't make her family love her. Her life was already a living hell. Then a massive storm crossed paths with her. His name was Bryan Rutherford. The young politician, is known for his ways of twisting reality as he always wanted. And he hated to hear someone refuse his demand.
What would happen when two opposite people would clash together? Would they destroy everything around them? Or would they both learn to love each other?

Billionaire Daughter's Redemption

　　I was pacing back and forth like a maniac. It was my wedding day. And I had to try one more time to get away from that monster. After a few hours of plotting, I was finally ready to break free. I was ready to do whatever I could. I knew he would try and get his hands on me. But I was ready to fight him as well.


　　I covered my head with the hijab and stepped out of the room. The maids were working in the kitchen. I made my way toward the main door. I opened the door and stepped out of the apartment. I made my way toward the elevator, praying for him not to come back until I would be able to escape.


　　The elevator door opened and I jumped out of the elevator. I was able to get out of the apartment building. I stepped out on the road and looked around. I had no money on me, I didn't have my phone and I had no idea where I was. I started running, following the sun. I didn't want to get caught once again.


CHAPTER 11