Bully King Became My Husband

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hone ringing inside the pocket of his jeans. He paid it no attention and contin

to his pocket, because it continued to make that grating no

ocket and pulling out his phone, at which p

on the dashboard before he inserted the ke

reassuring voice of Dr. Joe echoed inside the car, and when I heard what

d. I ended the call without even thinking about it, and then

was going to burst. Due to the fact that I was still learning how to operat

ile shaking his head. He scrolled through the phone with his thumb,

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ard while simultaneously doing so. ‘‘How is it that everything is normal about

anything else but shrugged his shoulders and quickly got behind the wheel, turning the wheel to

his...’’ I declared while maintaining a

y! We should make an appointment with a psychiatrist this t

y, Marcus! Why would I want a psychiatrist to check on me! I am not going to allow you to treat m

l as gorgeous as he has always been. Oh my god, what am I even thinking?! ‘‘Listen here, Felicia… I'm dead serious about this. Look at yourself, you think y

‘Let's move forward with the divorce, Marc

ration had me pinned against the back of my seat. After navigating a number of sharp tu

just said as he turned to stare at me square in the face. His eyes looked at me in a way that both examining and challe

uch close proximity to me caused me to swallow hard since it brought to memory the events of the previous eveni

, he spoke slowly, his voice was so deep and magnetic that I almost

an. ‘‘You would prefer to give up all the fortune, but you in

on. If this marriage is really a contractual arrang

t a long sigh before he spoke. ‘‘Because your father is now in business competition with his half-b

t do yo

evil, Felicia... Since it’s my company that’s assisting your father's business in some way, it’s up to you if you would still pursue the divorce, but I would like you to know that I would

ling that there’s something more significant going on behind this marriage... but I have no idea what it is. I have n

from mine. As a result, I was speechless for a few seconds. Even though he claimed that I am his wife, I'

atically closed and I waited for his lips to touch mine, and when they did, it was like

tha

lips curve into a smirk and I felt my

plained, ‘‘Uh... there's a grain of rice in the corn

ut? With

to handle for me… This is too much for a 16 year-old high school gir