"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

　　"You are right, I am supposed to be jealous to see my husband with another woman. Unfortunately, you are not my husband." Her words kept echoing in my head throughout the day. I couldn't focus on anything. I couldn't even work.


　　After saying those words, she just left like nothing had happened. It angered me more. The anger was bubbling inside of me. For my plan to work, I needed her to be my wife. But she was not even accepting me.


　　I knew I had to do something to make her submit to me. I smirked as a mischievous idea popped up into my mind. I pressed the button of the pager. A few minutes later, my assistant, Joe, stepped into my office. "Mr Rutherford, what can I do for you?" He asked politely.


　　"Invite all those trashy classmates I had in college for dinner at my home. Tell them I am about to introduce them to my wife." I ordered Joe while I was gathering my stuff. I had to go shopping to get something sexy for her to wear.


CHAPTER 18