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She added, her voice filled with determination as she stood up, ending her call with her best friend. A/N: Welcoming you to read my book, a novel with three parts. As in order. Bride To The Vicious Billionaire Falling For The Vicious Billionaire In Love With The Vicious Billionaire It’s a journey you should follow me on. I can assure you won’t regret it, if I’m unable to convince you then read to the end of the fifth chapter and see if you won’t be draw in to continue.

I could feel it. Waiting to see how long I would last. My life before this flashed through my mind like a cruel joke. Rejected by my mate. Mocked by my pack. Called cursed. Now here. Beaten for existing. Is this what fate looks like? Patrick shoved me backward. I stumbled but did not fall. “Why do you not beg?” she asked suddenly, voice rising slightly. “Most of them do. You do not.” Because I have begged my whole life, I wanted to say.

He's the one playing, and I'm the one cheering him on. I smiled as I went to the redemption booth. Now I have the justice of losing my piglet. I finally achieved that as well. The woman passed by with my first piglet. I give her a childish tongue out behavior. Now I believe that when someone leaves something better will come. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete and ongoing novel. (Hmmm... While waiting for an update.) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO

Serena's smile widened as she turned to Sophie. "Alright." Julian hesitated for a second, then nodded and walked into the room, leaving them alone. Once he was gone, Serena's smile twisted into something darker. She scoffed and began taking slow, calculated steps towards Sophia. Sophia almost shook her head. She knew Serena was still the same. Evil people rarely. It was easier for the good to break than for the wicked to become better. "Didn't you miss me, sister?" She murmured, tilting her head slightly.

I hid like a rat in an underground fight club, numbly going through each day. With that 100 grand, I would be closer to reclaiming the estate. The thought jolted me awake, and I found myself staring up at the sterile white of the ceiling. "Did the money come through?" The fight club's manager hadn't expected that to be my first words. She stayed silent. It felt like a hammer had hit my chest. Tears poured out uncontrollably. I was delusional to think Rex would ever let me have my way. "Never mind. I'll just fight a few more matches—"

Was I really going to beg the worker I paid? What was I saying? He was standing there doing just that! Maybe they'd give me some of my money back but it seems like he very much could. So of course I would. I would beg Jay for as long as he wanted till he gave me what I wanted. “Please,” I drawled. “I'm fucking begging you, please.” He didn’t move, and it made a wave of desperation wash over me. For the first time that evening, I saw a real possibility of not cumming and it echoed in my brain like a gong.

"Your wish is my command, sweetheart" I trailed behind him locking the door and now that he left, I wailed. Even now when I desired to detest him my foolish heart would not allow me to. When I entered my room, my body as though it were but dead weight collapsed heavily onto the bed and like a river with its banks washed away,I broke down. However, this time I did not cry for myself. I cried for my friends. For, love. Hello muffins, Did you enjoy this chapter? Let me know in the comments. Don't forget to vote and share. Follow me maybe? I love you endlessly.

If anything, I found it faintly absurd. "Mr. Blackwood." My lips parted, and what came out was the most merciless thing I'd ever said. "Belated love is cheaper than dirt." "Do you really think you deserve mine?" I raised the window. "Drive." The black sedan pulled away. In the rearview mirror, I watched Dominic Blackwood sink to his knees in the freezing rain behind me. I thought that was the best ending our story could have. But then my phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number.

A bit cramped but clean and good enough for me. I put down the book and looked through the window, gazing at the starry sky above. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw a beggar coming my way. His worn out clothes and dirty skin beg for mercy. He came to the carriage and said, “Miss, I’m starving. Can you give me something to eat, please?” he begged. His hands were shaking. I nodded my head. “Wait a minute. I’ll give you some bread.” I was about to turn around to get the bread, but the beggar grabbed my head in a vise-like grip and pressed a piece of cloth on my nose and after exhaling the awful smell, I passed out.

“You are awake, my baby girl? He asked as I slowly open my eyes, scanning and trying to recollect what happens, my body ache badly. My body trembling itself as I remember how he nearly fucked me to my demise, my eyes glow with fears as I see his shaft still standing and ready to strike and slam my cunt “What___ w…hat are you trying to do with me again? I asked, my voice trembling all my body was shaking as he walked towards me in the bed. "Don't do this anymore, please" I beg screaming. “But what did I do wrong again, darling? Why are you begging me, you are mine, my slave, do you forget this” he asked, don't tell me you don't enjoy this, I know you do, you are only pretending? I started cr