Billionaire's Forced Bride

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sly into the phone, pacing the length of my bedroom. My

ing himself to even get a simple task right, stammered. "I...I swear, Miss

r in the wrong room! Do you know what exactly what you've done? Do y

phone down, I furiously turned to face the mirror. My reflection shockingly glared back furiously

t opened wide. Mom barged in line she owned the room, her

at's all the shouting I was heari

is going on? Oh, I don't have any idea, Mom. Maybe the fact that instead of how expected her to be damaged b

tightening the moment she placed it on

im," I spat out, sitting up abruptly. "She had her way and spent the night with him, and no

erfectly manicured nails now tapping furiously agains

to the plan supposed to end up with some nobody, humiliated b

ment, both of us confused and stewi

start, breaking the silence, "you'll ha

exactly do you come up with the suggestion I fix that? You should be aware t

isappointed in me. "You're not t

also stupid either. I did my research, only to realize that men like Dami

ing a calm demeanour and calculating. "You should outsmart him, by giving him the

I asked anxiously,

. "Damian may be ruthless and powerful, but don't forget that he's still a m

ian also had weaknesses. And if I could do my assignment well, and find them, I could not only succeed in destroyi

need now is to pl

n the garden, her shoulders somehow hunched, staring blankly at the flowers. She looked

aving my path and stepping onto the stone path. "You l

urn to look at me. "Go away this minute, Sisi.

eside her. "I just cared much, grew worried because I didn't see you, and

me, her eyes blazing.

you got engaged to Victor, the perfect couple everyone praised, and now suddenly you're Damian Kane

, but I cared less. "If you've come here just to gloat, don't bo

manicured nails on my chest. "Wow. That's really

in the back," she shot back, and standing a

upposed to waste opportunities, especially the golden ones. You had the perfect man in Victor, every woman's dream, and you let

gaze, then looked away,

ing how it would affect her, my voice dropping to

my mind already racing with the next steps in my plan. If Amara thought I wa