"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

　　We stayed like that for a while. He was naked in front of me but I didn't care. I was his wife. It didn't matter if we were still not intimate with each other. No one said we couldn't hold each other while naked. I pulled away after a while. I felt hot even in the chilly weather. It was snowing outside.


　　Bryan wiped the sweat off of my forehead and pecked my cheek. "Let me help you out. Or the breakfast would get cold." I whispered softly. I helped him outside of the bathroom then helped him wear his clothes that I had picked up for him for the day. Since we were home, I knew he would want to wear casual clothes.


　　My heart skipped a beat or two as I saw him in a blue v-neck t-shirt and black skinny jeans. I couldn't fight the urge to bite my lower lip. But before he could see it, I turned around and left. I was smiling shyly as I made my way toward the kitchen.


CHAPTER 44