Married to the Man Who Hated Me
He married me for revenge.
I married him to protect my father.
On our wedding night, he looked at me like I was nothing.
Three days before my wedding, I was drugged.
I lost my first time to a stranger in that night.
Three days later, I was forced to marry Leonard Eastwood—the most powerful man in the city.
He despised me.
He said I married him for money.
He said I was greedy.
He said I wasn’t pure.
But every night, he searched for a woman he couldn’t forget—
A wild girl from a hotel suite.
A girl who bit him.
A girl who vanished before he saw her face.
What he doesn’t know is that—
But before we ever stood at the wedding—
We had already shared a night in the dark.
And when he finally discovered the truth—
The man who once said,
“The daughter of a whore can’t be innocent,”
Was the one kneeling in front of me, begging not to lose me.