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Forced to marry her due to family reasons, Alice Taylor, a woman he had only seen a few years during his childhood, when Robert sees her again, he only knows that despite all her beauty, he hates her. He hates her because she could have refused the marriage just like he did, but she chose to proceed with it, and he had no choice but to marry her, obeying his parents' orders, for the sake of business and better family relationship stability.

It was all a family arrangement, for the sake of the businesses, both parties benefiting, especially the Graham family, which greatly benefited from the union of the two.

The celebration involved both families, the influential and powerful Taylor Family, as well as the majestic and imposing Graham family.

Many important figures attended the wedding, witnessing the union of these two great families that were now becoming one, thereby increasing the influences they already held.

However, even though the wedding was perfect and everything was smiles, hugs, and more smiles, when they were alone, Robert looked at his new wife with contempt. And in that hotel room, where they would spend their first night together before leaving for their honeymoon, Robert directed all the frustration from that arrangement toward his young twenty-year-old wife.

The youngest of the Taylor sisters. Alice.

"Do you think I will love you now just because you managed to get us married?" his words left her astonished and without an answer. Who would have thought that Robert Graham would behave in such a manner? "Is that what you believe?" he spat with anger. "You must be quite foolish to believe such nonsense, Alice. I would never love you, and you forced me into this! We're married because of you!"

Cowering on the bed, still in her white dress clinging to her body, Alice looked at her husband with tear-filled eyes.

They were newlyweds, but everything was changing already. Why was he behaving that way in their first encounter alone? Was this how that man would always behave?

Could anyone have thought that the handsome and polite Robert, the younger of two brothers, who now controlled the Graham businesses, would behave this way towards his wife?

"I didn't force you," she said with a trembling voice. Both of them were strangers. Alice was the youngest of five sisters, all of whom were married to men just as important as Robert Graham. She was the missing piece, and her parents had arranged this union with the Grahams.

The last unmarried Taylor.

But when Alice learned that he didn't want to marry, she begged her parents to cancel the engagement. However, they ignored her pleas, claiming that no one could reject her. Cancelling the engagement at the Grahams' request would make it seem like they were stronger and more important than the Taylor family. For that reason, despite Alice's objections, the marriage had to proceed.

But now, in that room, there were only two people who didn't love each other and probably never would. A husband who looked at his wife with hatred and blamed her for the marriage he didn't want, and a wife who never wanted this marriage and did everything to prevent it.

"Undress," he looked at her on the bed, and at that command, Alice Taylor didn't move. "Undress! You are my wife, and you will obey my orders. You wanted this union, so you will be joined to me."

When Alice got off the bed, she lifted her gaze to her husband for a second and only saw a cold, hateful face.

Robert Graham snorted at the sight of his wife's curves, and that sound of disdain for her figure made Alice cover herself in embarrassment, embarrassed about her weight, the shape of her body, and standing naked in front of him. Warm tears continued to wet her face.

He was displeased with her slightly unflat, protruding abdomen, her wide hips, or her shapely legs. He walked up to her and made her lower her hands so he could observe her more closely under the yellow light on the ceiling, illuminating both of them.

"You don't have to do this," she whispered, wishing he wouldn't look at her that way because it was clear he looked down on her, on her appearance. "You don't have to do anything, we're married, and that's it, Robert. Don't view it as a responsibility. Especially if you despise me so much. We can...do nothing." Her words weren't a suggestion, but a plea.

"Now you're still ordering me around? First, you order us to get married, and now you order us not to have sex." He grabbed her face roughly and lifted it to him; seeing her annoyed him, and the idea that she would order him around infuriated him even more. "What else are you going to order me to do, woman? Don't you realize that now that we're married, I'm your owner?" "Your owner?" Alice found that very barbaric.

"You're better than me, I see it in your eyes," he accused.

"It's not like that! It's not like that!"

"Don't raise your voice at me!"

"Then listen to what I'm saying! I also rejected this marriage; I didn't want to marry you. I love someone else!" That confession was probably the worst idea, Robert's expression showed tremendous displeasure.

That was the worst thing Alice could have said that night. Upon that confession, Robert stepped back, distancing himself from her. Alice hurriedly grabbed her dress and tried to run to the bathroom, but Robert blocked her path. He wouldn't let her pass.

"Who is it? Who do you love?" Alice couldn't reveal that it was Robert's best friend, Jared Sinclair. But it was an unspoken, unexpressed love, something Alice had never told Jared, as they had only been college mates, and she had been in love with him since. She was instantly smitten, as Jared was very special.

"You don't know him," she lied. "Let me go to the bathroom, please."

"Tell me who it is, Alice Taylor. Who the hell do you love? Say it!"

"You don't know him! You don't know who he is!" she exclaimed in frustration.

He took her arms and shook her, causing the dress to slip from her hands, leaving Alice naked in front of him once again.

"Go to the bed," he pushed her towards it, and now Robert started undressing. With fear, Alice looked at her approaching husband. She had mentally prepared herself for this, the idea of being married to a man she barely knew and giving herself to him, without love, without either of them loving each other. But she didn't expect Robert Graham to be angry with her, and even less did she expect that, despite the contempt he showed, he would want to possess her on their wedding night.

No amount of previous preparation was sufficient for that moment. Alice was terrified; she didn't want to be with him, and she knew, from the way her husband was acting, that he would be rough with her during their first time.

"Robert...please," she said through sobs. Robert was by her side, and he was getting rid of her underwear. "We're not obligated to do this."

Naked, he began to touch her, Alice's body did not stop trembling, full of fear. He laid her on the bed and placed himself on top of her, he began to caress her hair, kissed her neck and shoulders, but never kissed or brushed her lips, he tried not to meet her face or even look at her. He spread her legs apart, after moistening his member he began to penetrate her, without taking any care, even though he realized that she was a virgin, even though he noticed that this was Alice Taylor's first time.

That was the worst night for Alice Taylor, where she only appeased the pain, the contempt and even the disgust she was beginning to feel towards that man with the image of her beloved in her mind, keeping him always present to be able to bear it.

There she realized that neither of them could love each other and that without even knowing her, he already hated her, believing that she was the reason for that forced marriage.