Taming My Arrogant Husband

Scarlett’s Point of View “This is for your mother's medical bills.” My dad shoved the money in my hands and snorted bitterly, “but hear me—don't you dare let anyone know what we have planned. Do you understand? If they find out, your mom will suffer far worse than death!” “Yes, dad…” He glared at me with disdain, his head shaking vehemently. “You're a fool to keep believing your mom will get better. If I were you, I would just give up—there's no hope because her disease is incurable. You're only setting yourself up for pain.” "Honey, you can try to influence your illegitimate daughter all you want, but she will never heed your words." My stepmom's voice dripped with condescension. "However, I won't hesitate to use her to our advantage in keeping my daughter from marrying into that arrogant family!" That’s right. My dad had arranged me into a marriage with a cold-hearted billionaire, hoping to gain some financial return. It was supposed to be Nadine – my half-sister – but she wasn

Storm’s Point of View [Two hours ago] “Do you want a beer, babe? I see you here all the time, don’t you ever get lonely?” The blonde girl purred seductively and moved closer. Her chest pressing into me as she ran her fingertips tantalizingly over my chest. My lip curled in disgust as I reached for the glass atop the table. She observed my actions with curious anticipation, only to gasp when I calmly poured the liqueur over her head and face. “What gives you the right to lay your filthy hands on me?” I seethed with indignation, rising from my seat, and hastily brushing off the ‘dirt’ she had maliciously splattered onto my clothes. “I came here to relax with a drink, not to be pestered by some slut like you.” “What the hell?!” she yelled. But I refused to even glance at her, and instead fled the scene. I had no idea why I’d come back here in the first place. My grandpa’s villa was calling me home, but I couldn’t face it. Playing house with a wife was the last thing on my list of

Scarlett's Point of View Despite the excruciating pain between my legs, I forced myself to move and leave his room. Guilt weighed heavy on my heart as I stood outside his door for what felt like half an hour. In the end, I went back to my room to wash off the remnants of his touch. After cleaning myself up, I eventually made my way to the kitchen and prepared breakfast in a daze. Staring at the sizzling egg in the pan, memories flooded my mind in a rush. 'Why did I do that? In two years we've been "together" I have never pushed myself to him neither did he.' 'So, you wanted to drug me just so we could sleep together?' 'Is that your pathetic attempt at getting me in bed?' 'Are you that horny or you just really want to get pregnant?' As soon as I remembered his mention of the aphrodisiac and his harsh words, my body constricted and I hurried to the refrigerator, dumping the waters down the sink. Next, I rushed to the bar station and began pouring out each bottle of wine and liquo

Scarlett’s Point of ViewI grasped my mother's hand, intertwining my fingers with hers and gently brought it to my lips for a kiss. I gazed at her delicate features, her face drained of color and her lips dry from medication as she lay peacefully sleeping. I fought back the tears, determined to show strength in her presence, but eventually succumbed to the torrent of emotions, unable to contain my weeping any longer.As tears streamed down my face, I trembled in fear at the thought of losing my mother. Suddenly, the door burst open and Daniel and Noemi, my two best friends, rushed into the room."You're a mess," Noemi teased, as I noticed tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Come on, wipe those tears away. Aunt doesn't want to see you sniffling like that."I was aware that she was attempting to lift my spirits, but like she told me back then, her own strength faltered whenever she saw me in such a state. It was as if I were a helpless child, uncertain of what path to take in lif

Scarlett's Point of ViewAs soon as I walked in and caught sight of him, I quickly turned towards the stairs, purposefully ignoring his presence to get under his skin. But before I could take a step, I noticed him getting up and striding towards me. I was about to brush him off when he suddenly grabbed my arm and forced me to face him.“What?” I asked, acting as if annoyed. “I’m exhausted and I need to get ready to go to your parent’s villa. Let me know what you need right now, because I don’t have time for an argument.”“What game are you playing now?” he asked with his teeth clenched. His grip on my arm grew tighter. “Scarlett, I despise those who interfere with my business. Stay out of it and focus on your own life!”Before I answered him, I glanced down at his hand that was in my arm. Then, I tore my arm from his grip, my eyes narrowing in anger and disgust. "You interrupted me for this?""Because you are fucking stubborn!" he hissed."I think you are forgetting something, Storm,"