Novel & Cerita Married To My Bully

“It won’t stop them” “So, she is doing it?!” Crap, “How long has she been bullying you?” I shrug my shoulders “As long as I can remember” He just watches me as his food is put on the table. He pushes a plate in front of me “Eat”, but I push the plate back. I did not like how he was telling me what to do. “I am dumping Vivian” “You can’t do that, you are getting married” “But you are my mate” I shake my head at him “It doesn’t matter, you have to marry her because it is for the best interest of the pack”

That was the only thing he could think of to be the situation of things but he still could not be sure that was actually the situation and even if that was the situation, a solution was particularly what he needed the most. He had to find a way to solve this issue as fast as possible because he did not want to lose all of his strength to her but stopping sex with the woman he loved was out of it too. He was sure that he would even be unable to stop himself even if he tried to. The door opened and the old wolf doctor walked into the room. "Yeah, just the perfect person to ask about what was going on" * "You mean that Hazel beat you up?" The Alpha slowly let out his words, not wanting to belie

"Bitch, do you know how many years you lived off us? We cooked for you! You lived in our house! If we hadn't delivered you to his house, you never would've married that billionaire! "But now you think you're better than us, don't you? Now you think you can just march back home and demand we return your money!" "Your mother's right!" my father sneered. "That infernal ogre is our son-in-law now, too. He should be giving us all this money for that alone!" I glared at them and flexed my wrists. "I don't give a damn. Here's the point: no one gets to bully my husband, especially not any of you!"

“Get away from me. I… I’ll get a restraining order if I have to.” He chuckled, low and throaty. “Try.” My pulse spiked, fear twisting with disgust. Why is he after me? He was my bully in college. The man who used to shove me into lockers. Who sneered at my thrift-store sweaters. Who disappeared like a curse years ago only to return now, slithering back into my life despite the fact I'm married to his brother. “I haven’t told Caleb yet,” I said furiously. Well, it's because he’s too busy to care anyway. Not like I had a choice. “And if you try anything… if you try anything—I’ll make sure he knows everything. You hear me?”

But I would want to take this opportunity to tell you that I am now married to Arnold Maxwell, and that you have no doubt heard about the background of my husband. I watched their reactions, and I noticed that some of them bowed their heads. This action indicates that they were paying attention to what I was saying. But others, including the two girls who had bullied me earlier, kept their heads held high and refused to lower their chins. ‘‘I don't care how you're going to talk about me behind my back; I'm only worried that those words will find their way into my husband’s ear… and if it ends up involving anyone around here, that wouldn't be very nice, would it?’’

“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.

Three weeks later. Purple sat on the couch, nursing her bruises. Her scalp was aching with a pain she could not describe, her fingers were damaged once more. Tears flowed freely from her cheeks, her husband had bullied her again. She had gotten married two weeks ago to John. It was in the marriage that John showed his real self. He constantly reduced her worth to a punching bag. It was a suffocating hell, She was tired of complaining to her mother who she was beginning to detest. She knew that in reality, her mother was being plain selfish and greedy. She pushed her into this hell of marriage to claim all the benefits that came with it.

"I'm not going back with you. You could have told me about the contract marriage from the beginning. You could have spared me all the pain I've gone through and if possible I won't even have left, but you... you made that decision all by yourself." "We're mates," he said desperately. "I presumed you'd care enough to stick around." I couldn't believe he could be so dense. All he had were muscles and testosterone, but no brain. Stick around while he was parading his wife everywhere? While I was being tagged as a shameless homewrecker trying to break up his marriage? I must have been a statue without any emotion. Back then, it was like Amaya had cast some spell on everyone. Suddenly, she was th

"But there is no dream left. You own everything. What am I even doing here?" "You are maintaining the optics of a stable marriage," he said, his voice flat and mechanical. "Which is becoming difficult when you're constantly on the verge of a breakdown. You're being overly sensitive again". "Sensitive?" I stepped closer, the heat of my anger finally breaking through the ice I’d lived in for weeks. "Selene mocks my body in front of your friends. Your mother treats me like a servant you accidentally married. Even Maribel and the maids laugh when I walk into a room. And you stay silent. You just watch it happen".

“You test my patience. You challenge me. You act as if I have no control over you.” His voice dropped lower, rough with restrained emotion. “And I hate that the most about you, always had. No one has ever dared to stand on my head like this and survive. So don't take advantage of my softness, wife.” This deranged psycho. Eden tried to speak, but only a broken sound escaped her lips. “L-Let go…” she whispered, her chest tightening as the pressure crushed down on her, stealing her breath away. “You're hurting me..!”