Married for Revenge
Charlene Maximus POV
"Get ready for the party tonight," My husband, and the devil himself, Dominic Maximus, threw a sequined red dress at me. "It will look good on you," he whispered into my ears, his husky voice sending shivers down my body.
"Why do I have to go?" I asked him and dropped the dress on the white marble floor of our bedroom. "Your mother doesn't like me and..." I bit my lip and couldn't say anything else because I was powerless. If I tried to say anything else, he might get angry, and most of the time, his anger was difficult to control. It's the life I had to live.