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Dita's fate changed drastically after meeting a handsome, but cruel guy. She accidentally witnessed him torturing his victim in an empty house at night. And unfortunately, she was caught. Since the night after the incident, her life became unsettled when it turned out that the guy was after her. What is Dita's fate after meeting a Psychopath guy who likes to torture, not even hesitating to kill his victims. Will she be able to escape from him?

"Looks are deceiving." Akira Lea Montero, an undergraduate, strong woman, and talented painter, know that fact. She already experienced so many challenges in life that made her stronger and learn not to trust people that easily and yet despite of that, Akira still choose to trust a man that offered her a good opportunity because of her paintings. What is she going to do if she found out the truth that she's living with a psychopath and worst, has a son with him?

Since day one, Shen has never been so fascinated by the bouquet of red roses and box of chocolates that always appear at the gate of her apartment every evening. Thinking it was just only nearby to her, or someone she knew, she didn't put any attention onto it. Not until a crime happened in Metro whose main suspect is a secret admirer, she became eager to find all the possible answers that may lead to the true identity of her mysterious secret admirer.

Shotgun marriage usually happens when there is an unintended pregnancy resulting in marriage in a hurry or enforced but... not in my case. "Desmond Cro'esnt, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" I looked straight into Desmond's eyes. They are raven black and it does match his long, wavy black hair. "I do," he answered as he smiled innocently at me. Making himself look promising. Then, the priest turned to me. "Neiva Ariella Hillstone, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" I still can't believe that I'm going to marry this man. He looks happy, waiting for my answer. His white suit is making him look even kinder. The only witness we have here is the priest and his men in black suits, currently pointing a gun right into my head. "Time is running, Neiva. It's either you marry me or you die." His innocent smile turned into a devilish one. This suits him more because this is the real him. And that answered your question. My shotgun marriage happened to be the literal meaning of it. I closed my eyes and deeply breathed before answering, "I do." "You're mine now." He pulled me by my waist and pressed his lips against mine. I am now officially the wife of this Psychopath Billionaire Mafia Boss.