ARRANGED MARRIAGE TO A RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE

Amanda I stared down at the ring on my finger and took a deep breath. My lips are sore from biting them continuously. This is it. I have to do this. Getting married in a rich family was my only option. Call me a gold digger if you like, but you wouldn’t understand even if I tried to explain. Marrying a man with money is my only way out. It’s my family’s only way out. When I was a little girl, I always dreamed of this perfect wedding, with the man of my dreams. I never thought I would end up like this. Marrying a man for his money. Something that I’m against, it’s what I’m doing now. No one wants to get married to a beast. But what could I do? As I said, I have no choice. I looked over at my husband. He took another sip of wine and clenched his fist into a tight ball. He barely looked at me. When we kissed at the church it was just simple, and quick. This is the worst, yet best decision I ever made. I kept staring at his brown hair, light brown eyes, and slightly pink lips. He was

Amanda After dragging myself from bed around six a.m, I went for an early morning run in order to clear my head. The last three weeks has been a disaster! I feel like I’m drowning at this moment. William treats me as if I’m his property. All he does is boss me around and bark at me every chance he gets, it’s not like I can do anything, since the contract clearly states that I should respect and do exactly as he says. Whenever I try to do something good for him all he does is get mad. I’ve never met someone more rude and self centered. I haven’t been out of the house since we got married, today was the first. I just couldn’t stay there and drown any longer. When I got back to the house, William was busy on his phone talking, as usual. He has on a grey business suit. When his eyes caught me he hung up and approach me. “I’m going to work today. Don’t call or text me. I don’t care if you are dying. Don’t call me” He says pushing me out of his way. I roll my eyes at him and enter the ho

William I sat on the sofa in my room drinking vodka, as I gaze out of space. As the memories of last night kept popping in my head. All my life, I’ve never been more embarrassed. Amanda knows how to play her cards very well, but I need to step my game up. I can’t allow her to win. I’m good at destroying people’s lives. In fact, I’m a professional. The way she embarrassed my last night in front of everyone is unforgivable. I have a high reputation. And that was almost destroyed by me getting married to her. Then she made a fool out of me. Maybe I should trick her into signing another contract. No. I need to do something worse. But what? Sometimes the evil thought of just killing her crosses my mind, but I’m not a murderer. I want to ruin her life to a point, that when she looks back. She will be shattered. I will break her into a billion pieces. Just as those thoughts escape my head my door open and She walked in with a huge grin on her face. I roll my eyes. Think of the devil. “Get

William The air between us was tense. None of us said a word to each other. And I was definitely not going to be the one to break the silence. She called me here. It’s her responsibility to do so. I just sat there glaring daggers at her. My mother must be a different kind of species. I thought to myself. Of all the rich girls she could have set me up with, why Amanda? Something is off. Her story about Amanda begging her to marry me doesn’t fully make sense. Then I saw Amanda hiding something behind her back. It suddenly dawned on me. What if she’s trying to get Amanda to poison me? I wouldn’t put that pass her. I have to be careful. I hope Linton comes through with the information fast. “So, I guess you will always give me the silent treatment huh?” She finally asks. “Mother, please. It’s better you keep quiet. The world needs peace” she laughs. “ Just like your dad. Worthless” “Everything I have, took my blood, sweat and tears. So use another word. Moreover, dad was a good man.”

William After adjusting my jacket, I turn to look at Aficia, Alicia, Atifia … whatever her name is. She winks at me, then bites her lip. Her eyes filled with lust. My eyes however, were filled with disgust. After all, I had my way with her already. “Sir, we should definitely do that again. I ha-“ “Out!” I bark. I took out a few cash from my wallet and hurled it at her. “This is not a place for hoes to tarry. Scram” she grab it up and ran out with tear filled eyes. I haven’t even said a hurtful word to her. Yet she’s crying. I laugh to myself. “Stupid woman didn’t even please me right” I mumble. These hoes nowadays need some training. She was good. Fat are, big tits, small waist, wide hips. But she doesn’t please me well enough. I hadn’t slept at home last night. I needed a break from seeing Amanda’s ugly face. I glance at the time on my watch. Five in the morning. I have three hours to get to a meeting, and I strongly feel like canceling. I dug my hands in my pocket as I look throu