Married to a cruel billionaire

　　Emma groaned covering her ears with a pillow but it was effortless. The banding of the drum was too loud, coupled with her brother's annoying laughter!　　They filled her ears completely stopping her from having any more sleep.　　This has been Carl's way of waking her up every blessed weekend.　　She gave up trying to sleep and sat up on the bed throwing a pillow in Carl's way.　　"I am so going to kill you" Emma said, throwing another pillow at him which he caught with ease while laughing at his already pissed sister.　　"I know you love me so much to think of killing me" he replied sticking out his tongue childishly.　　Emma rolled her eyes, she snorted, removing the blanket off her body and stood up on her feet not before passing a glare to Carl.　　"I am up now, isn't that what you wanted? Now get out of my room" she said, pushing him towards the exit.　　"Good morning to you too sis and yes, I had a good night's rest" he retorted sarcastically.　　Emma couldn't help the smile that crept

　　**** A Week Later ****　　It is no news that every girl fantasize about having a wedding with whom they love, walking down the aisle with both being a happy and in love couple is every lady's dream.　　Emma's wasn't different but fate decided to turn her wishes into ashes.　　Here she is in tears on her own wedding day, it's okay to cry as a lady while leaving your parent's house.　　Emma's case was different, she is getting married to the man that probably hates her.　　The most deadliest business man in the whole city of Washington.　　Even at a young age, her said husband has done a lot of despicable things.　　How can she get married to that kind of person?　　Emma stared down at her hands with tears streaming down her face.　　"Sis" Carl called and sat beside her on the bed.　　He was very annoyed when he learnt about his sister's marriage to Blake Campbell, a man he will never wish his enemy to get married to.　　But since it was an agreement, he couldn't do anything to change it, he is a

　　Emma held tight onto her dress in fear, the cold expression on Blake's face made her feel affright.　　"You should have this in your mind, do not step your boundaries in this house. I can be very dangerous"　　Blake paused, he dragged her by her dress and she ended up whimpering.　　His eyes irritably search hers.　　"More dangerous than you know"　　That said, he pushed her sideways from the wall and left her falling on the concrete floor.　　Emma hissed in pain, her waist hurt from falling hard on the floor.　　She stared at his retreating figure as he climbed the stairs until he disappeared into one of the rooms.　　Tears brewed down her face, this time, she didn't stop herself from crying, she didn't try to control her emotions, she let herself cry out the pain and hurt she is feeling at the moment.　　It won't heal her but it will make her feel better.　　She is scared of moving forward, scared of what the future holds for her.　　This path she found herself is all stormy. How will she cop

　　Emma slumped down on the floor. She buried her face in her knees and cried.　　Her cheek was hurting her much. She didn't know if she is to be thankful or feel wronged for the slap.　　She felt the slap being better than standing on ice for hours. She will be frozen, that punishment is worst, she can't imagine it.　　But then, why couldn't he forgive her? The time she was given was short.　　As she cried, she thought about her life and the outcome later on.　　She used to be a happy child but now she is miserable, she has become unhappy in just a week.　　She thought about a lot of things, there kept running through her mind.　　Her mind drifted to her school, since she is not to step out of the house, will Blake allow her to continue her college?　　She is just in the second semester of her year two. The thought of stopping her education sadden her the more.　　All her life, she had dreamt of becoming a psychiatric doctor to help the mentally unstable people and her dreams is crashing down b

　　Ryan raised his hands up in surrender seeing how annoyed Blake was becoming because of his wife.　　"Dude, I didn't say anything infuriating just yet. You might not like her but I'd want to meet her anyways, who knows, she might be the one for me"　　He said playfully. Blake rolled his eyes, their drinks were brought by another bartender who happens to be a mail.　　Ryan cussed inwardly while Blake popped up the vodka immediately pouring it in his cup and gulped down everything.　　"Wow, easy tiger" Ryan said with a raised eyebrow.　　"Shut up and drink, stop disturbing me" he replied.　　Ryan laughed in response.　　"You will be needing my help very soon" he said.　　He knows Blake has zero tolerance for alcohol, he doesn't also have to take thorns of bottles before he gets drunk.　　"Do you think I can't go home on my own?" Blake asked　　"Well no because I do not want my best friend to crash into a tree or another car and die, I still love you with your sucking attitude" Ryan croaked.　　Ins