Married To A Bully Novels & Stories

"Forgive me, when I first saw you, I seriously thought you're still in college." I chuckled. "Must be because of my height. But yeah, I'm married." Rory smiled, then she gracefully clasped her hands on the table. "Come on, tell me about your husband." "Excuse me?" Her smile widened. "What's your husband like, Bianca?" I cleared my throat. "Well… he's…" He's an asshole bastard who manipulated me into marrying him. But instead, I forced a smile. "He's a businessman. He… recently got into an accident and is in therapy right now."

I asked her, but Olivia only grinned at me. “I hate you, Sofia and until you're there, I can't have Drake, but I promise you that, I will have him soon.” She said and left me alone. Tears streamed down from my eyes because of anguish. Olivia is making my life miserable here in school. He used to bully me and humiliates me in front of everyone, but what hurts me more is that, Drake never defend me towards her. He's my husband, but he's allowing others to mock on me. Oh well, our marriage is just an agreement. To escape from my family, I agreed to marry him.

he said but she doesn't seem to care. "If you really think I'm going to lose you to this bitch, then you must be wrong. Do you even have any idea she's married?" Lucia said. "It's none of your business," Bryan said. "I will like to clarify something here, I'm really tired of your constant bullying and attacks on me. Just like you said, I'm married and you are right about that. That only tells you one thing, there's nothing going on between Mr Bryan and I. He's just my boss and I his assistant, so leave me alone." Jasmine was forced to say the truth, she said and went inside.

“Cora, just calm down for a bit, will you?” “That’s absurd coming from the man who’s so opposed to being kind to anyone but my brother. Have you thought my problem with being married stems from who I’m married to and not actually being married?” Griffin shrugs one shoulder, glancing away from me. “I didn’t think you disliked me as much as you apparently seem to.” “Are you kidding me? You’re the one who’s been a bully all along!” I get up and stalk over to him. I jab my finger into the center of his chest, my irritation growing when he smirks.

He teased me and I found it cute. “Someone has to, you proud asshole.” “We'll see about that later.” I knew what he meant. I mean, we all did. He had every plan to dominate me in bed later. “Hey! We're in public. Oh and we need another wedding planner.” “Don't worry, already on it.” Derek was beaten silly, then the police came to pick him up. I didn't go back home, I followed my husband back to work and spent the whole day bullying him while he was trying to work.

She finally let out, while I forced out a smile. “Really? Do I need to remind you that I’m married to this man?” I chimed in while she shot me a killer look. “And so what? People get divorced every day, so why can’t you? It’s not like you’d be the first or last and don’t even give me that slimy excuse about people’s opinion. They are not the ones going through this emotional turmoil and abuse. If anything happens to you, best believe that bastard will marry that bitch before the end of the day. She will move in with him, and they will f*ck each other’s brains out every second while your body is still warm.” She lashed out and the whole time, I was just staring at her because I knew she was s

“Apparently, this marriage helps his image. A sweet, private marriage to a ‘normal’ girl? Keeps voters happy. So unless you want to tank his career...” He turned slowly to me, like a predator. “What’s your name?” I swallowed. “Arielle.” He stepped closer. “Listen, Arielle. You don’t exist to me. I don’t want to see you. Talk to you. Breathe the same air as you.” “Perfect,” I shot back. “We agree on something.” He took the certificate, crumpled it, and shoved it in his jacket pocket. Then stormed out. I stood frozen. Married.

He's been acting all weird since from the woods. "Hey, man. What's up?" I said. He shot me a deadly stare as he pushed me out of the way with his shoulder. I stared back. What's fucking wrong with this guy? I snapped. "What the hell! What's wrong with you?" "I've always known you to be notorious. I thought you've changed but now I know there's no redemption for you," he said. "You'll never stop being a bully. Shame on you for taking advantage of a vulnerable girl," he hissed and stormed out of the house.

My eyes caught the sight of Nyla and Brian tugging at each other's clothes while my father tried to separate them, and a chuckle escaped my lips at the cute struggle. I held the bouquet firmly, slowly trotting on the cream rug that was laid out for me to walk on, and my mind drifted back to the day I stormed into Eden's wedding. That day, I confirmed that I was cursed and nothing good could happen to me. But here I was today, about to be properly married to my former high school bully, who put his life on the line for me, together with my father and my late mother's friends. I had three beautiful kids, two of which came out of my womb and made me a complete woman. My mother's legacy was stil

“Look, this isn't exactly my fault.” He let out a sharp exhale, looking right at me. “I suck. I'm a Bully. You hate me and you want out of this marriage as soon as possible. I know all that but at least I tried to make it work, as much as I could. I flopped many times but part of it was because I couldn't stand you being with others. I never looked at any woman after I married you. I did the things a husband would do. You trashed your duties the very instant we got married.” He stopped. His tone was low and melancholic. He sounded hurt.