All Chapters of MARRYING A RUTHLESS MAN: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CrystalI struggled with my suitcases as I tried to catch up with Draven, who was already heading toward the car. He had only one bag to carry—no wonder he was able to walk so briskly. I, on the other hand, had two suitcases, three travel bags, and a handbag. He didn’t even offer to take any of them. Definitely not a gentleman. When I finally got to the car, a short, grey-haired man approached us. Despite the grays, he was still fairly handsome. “Crystal, this is Raffa, the driver,” Draven said. “Nice to meet you, sir,” I replied, giving him the warmest smile I could manage. Draven rolled his eyes and opened the car door. “It’s a pleasure, Mrs. Leingstone,” Raffa said, taking my hand and kissing it gently. “Do your job, Raffa, and quit talking to her. You’re a driver. Nothing else. Remember that,” Draven snapped. Raffa’s face flushed with embarrassment, and I felt sorry for him. He took my bags and placed them in the trunk, then we got in the car. Draven sat at the farthest end of the

CrystalI stopped at the corner shop and bought a bottle of water, then took a seat on the bench. I had just finished exercising and felt exhausted. I haven’t worked out in a long time—about two years. But it felt good. A decent distraction to stop myself from actually doing something evil to Draven. The problem is, even during my workout, all I could think about were stupid things. I shouldn’t even consider doing anything to him, especially since I’m technically dependent on him. Ugh. I don’t know what to do anymore. He’s so irritating and judgmental. Without even trying to understand why I married him, he just assumed I was a gold digger. A whore. But honestly, why wouldn’t he? If his mother hadn't put Kate in the hospital, we would’ve never crossed paths. I would have continued my studies and lived my life. I let out a sigh. “Hello, Crystal, right? ” I looked up and nearly dropped my bottle. A stunning man stood in front of me—tall, muscular, with deep brown skin and mesmerizing blu

AxelThe flight back home was quiet. Well… Cheska was quiet. Not once did she look at me. She was broken from yesterday—and it felt really good to know I hurt her. Where’s the fire she used to blaze at me? Gone! And I’m proud to say it’s because of me. I feel proud. I deserve a medal. I should treat myself. I deserve it.She’s so lucky my lying mother stepped in and covered for her. I look over at her and let out a loud laugh. Her head rested against the window of the car as she watched the rain.“You know, I should’ve made you travel in the trunk. I have to drive carefully just so I don’t crash from looking at your ugly face.” She kept quiet, but I chose to torment her even more.“How do you stand to look at yourself in the mirror? If I were you, I’d kill myself. Not saying you should—but people always take my advice. You should too.” Still, she said nothing.“If you die, who would miss you? Think about it. I bet no man has ever looked at you before. I wouldn’t blame him. Would you

Axel"What is taking you so long, Hannah?!" I bark from the living room. I apply the pain relief cream to my legs and hands. The things I want to do to Cheska right now! How I wish she would kill herself. My life would be so much better. That stupid private investigator is taking forever to get me the details about her life so I can end her. She must have a weakness that I can use to end her forever! I can't believe she had the guts to set me up like that! She needs to pay for this. I had to take a day off work because my entire body is in pain. It felt like the aftermath of working out for the first time. The broom looked so flimsy; I didn't know it would hurt me this much. I'm going to punish her so bad she'll regret it! "Hannah!" I bark again. She rushed out of the kitchen with the tray. At that moment Cheska came out and sat down on the sofa opposite of me."Forgive me, Mr. Crivelli," Hannah pleads."Whatever!""I am very sorry, sir.""Pass me the morning newspaper now!" I order. S

JaneLife hates me. That's all I can say. How can it love me when I tried to end the pain, and it stopped me? The world would have been a way ... better place. Just as my mother said. The universe just had to involve itself and decide against me dying. Just because it enjoys seeing me suffer. Why did Prince have to save me? He should have just let me die. At least his life would have been better. I inhaled ... then exhaled."How are you feeling, Sis?" Drake asked, interrupting my thoughts. I sat up and faced him."I just wanted to die. Why can't you guys just make me die?! Your life would be so much better!" I screamed, fisting myself in the head."Don't say that! Please ..." He lowered his head and grabbed my hand. "This is all my fault, Cheska. I should have never allowed this to go this far. I should never have made you marry that man. I should have been a better brother, but instead I sat around praying that maybe, just maybe, things would get better. I thought that somehow Prince