"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 woke up the next morning. I sat up on the bed and looked around. It felt like I just had a bad dream. That the moment I would open my eyes again, everything would go back to normal. But as I looked at my surroundings, I knew that nightmare was what my life had become. I crawled out of bed and walked toward the mirror. "I can't let him destroy my life anymore. I will get up, and get to work." Staring into my eyes in that mirror, I reminded myself of.y actual dream. It was never to marry Ali. It was to make my own name.


　　I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Once done, I went to the closet. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and blue knee length bell top. I grabbed a pair of long boots to finish my looks. I looked through my wardrobe but there weren't any hijabs.


CHAPTER 16