Trapped By My Billionaire Husband
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autiful New York City. He had everything planned out, and I said "yes" to him in the presence of a very large
me, and prioritized my happiness above every other thing or person. I later discovered that it was all
when everything changed for me. Jason Grey, the people's
be our third anniversary, but of course, my hu
in my bag, "Hello, Amanda" My heart raised as I heard my husband's cold v
my shaky hands properly "Is th
he rasped, and I imagined him smirking mischievously as he normall
east. We hardly spent time together and our marriage was on the brink of dea
e start celebrati
band, my husband! When would you start acting as one?" I was livid with anger. Passers_by kept giving me this pitiful look, as thou
h emphasis. I could feel a tinge of anger mixed with dis
edding three years ago, that Jason never actually loved
ys." He hung up and I felt weak all over. I couldn'
ry gift, but I wasn't sure I would go ahead with that. My legs felt wobbly and my stomach churned. I let t
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he great Athars Resources passed away four years ag
s a teenager. For some reason, after the death of his high school sweetheart, m
down, but when it was about to be shut down compl
he was allowed to marry me. My grandparents sold the idea to me, and I agreed. Little did I know t
then, and he treated me like an absolute Prin
my dad's outstanding and outrageous debts, I had agreed. I wasn't exactly in love with him, even though he was eve
that marriage was my ti
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by Jason Grey, and everything was in my hus
drunk. I didn't need to open the door, because he came in with a short,
to remember where and when I had seen that same tattoo. She als
m. I stood with my mouth open, and I didn't know when the plate of mango fruit I had in my hands fell
, and I could tell that she didn
o her bidding. In fact, I didn't want her touching my husba
fully, then went down only to meet the short
ed her. I tried to sound confident and in charge because, for some re
t was as though I had asked a very funny question, "Jason
nd one of the wealthiest men here, in New York City, before
ou new to this city, and didn't J
ou..." She tucked her hair behind her ears, did a three_sixty aroun
s furrowed, and I smoothened my hair b
verything about you..." She seemed to be having fun, as she gave a
rying to tell me that she owned one of the most expensive cars in the
e me that name himself, saying it was my mother's name. He only called me that name
n it struck me_. The tattoo! I had seen that tattoo on someone on the day my fathe