Married To A Cruel Billionaire

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f another book I found in that ol

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e to disturb my reading t

n, I opened my mouth to give the miserable person a piece of my mind but stopped, my eyes widening and

did the book fall on my

was really there. But why? Could it be, at last, he had come to his senses that I was his w

in his calm, ca

face palmed myself. I needed to

going to a party.

ty? I pinched myself once again rather glad over the pain. "Okay.

as I doing? I was supp

se crush

nd glanced sideways. "Don't be late. I

a gun! Closing the door, I sighed. I didn't understand his bipolarity. One day yelling at me

t wait fo

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st thirty dresses since Karen kept making faces at each of them until I came out wearing a red velvet high slit maxi dress with an open back and a silver belt around the waist. This

inally, trying to make our relationship work. The red light of

voice snapped me ba

id a damn good job. My brown hair was styled in waves, the smokey

throws a fit," Karen said, taking a pair o

t physique and glared at his watch. His thick, long lashes casted a shadow over his high cheekbones. He looked out-of-the-world go

aving my mouth. My hand shot up and grabbed the railing before my nose flattened against the floor

ty seven sec

ait! Who the heck

the house. I ran behind him, of course, my little

sign of him. My heart sank. Did he seriously leave me be

elding them. Till I could adjust my vision, the sound of engine roaring froze me, and I glance

y, breathing heavy, I looked back. Hunter's Aston Martin Rapide was ha

ng heart. Was he

and glared at him. His jaw was clenching and unclenching. Jerk! I wondered ho

d to know if he was actually taking me to a party or some und

enc

is it goin

enc

a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Keep

face twitched except... his stormy eyes. They changed shades. With every em

face from annoyed to grumpy to angry but nay, my usual blue eyes st

ny problem wit

the source of the ic

g this. You loo

s ridiculous? Alright the

g smile. As the man smiled back, I changed the features of my face. Crossing my eyes, I stuck out my tongue. The man was taken aback, his brows

seat tight and looked at him. His

o

tbelt and opened the door when one strong arm reached forward closing the door back. I turned my head, and my brea

dy icy gaze dropped down some degrees, "-you will not like the consequences." Then he got ou

, he gave me a smile, the world's tiniest smile but still a smile and nodded encouragingly. I took a

e pieces began to fal

after al

warm and soft against mine yet strong. I looked up. We stood in front of a palatial hotel. It was decorated with tons of lights, and a red carpet on the steps led the way.

razz

ulp

not good for my mental

refused to feel anything for it was nothing but a part of his act. A lot of ques

him stood a woman in a stunning blue dress. They looked like they wer

hand. Then his eyes turned to me. "You must be the new Mrs. King. How lovely!"

him, returni

party, and this is Madeline David Arthur, my

e very beautiful." She

smiled and sh

ng our guest standing at t

wrapped in red velvet, giving the place a royal view. The hall was packed with celebrities and corporate sharks. Women looked like they were just esco

sat me down. On his signal, a waiter approached us with a tray fu

breathed through my nose,

. "Are you ok?" His eyes observ

ut at the end I knew better for it was indeed only an act, a f