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My father sold me out, I hate my family and hatred is slowly taking over my life. I was forced into a marriage that I didn't want with a billionaire. My pride couldn't bear his arrogance and cold-hearted demeanor.I decided to run away from home wishing to not be caught by him. ******** " I might not want to be a part of this marriage but why don't you?" He asked in a husky voice. " Why can you not want it but I can't, that is why I despise you, Shawn." I spat out. He grabbed my hand pulling me to his chest as he aimed for my lips, I wanted to back away but his grip wouldn't let me. He tried to invade my mouth but I didn't grant him entry so he bit my lip which caused me to yelp and that was his chance to deepen the kiss as he held my waist pinning me to his body.
Let me speak with you for a little bit about my life. I am Lily Anderson, daughter of the neighborhood gambler. I came from a poor family and I have a single older brother, my mom breaks my heart whenever I am reminded of her. She died from hunger; dad preferred to sleep with a prostitute instead of feeding her.
I was 13 years old when I witnessed my mom's death, she refused to eat the food I brought her and insisted that dying would just be better, I begged her to reconsider as I didn't want to lose the only reason why I continue living. She did not listen to me nor care about me at all but I do not blame her for leaving me behind, after all, no human would want to live this way.
One day, Dad came back drunk from the club he frequented; he looked at me with disgust in his eyes.
-" I never considered you as someone useful in my life, Lily. Today I can proudly say that you are though." he started.
I ignored his drunken talk, it was my exam period and I was not in the mood for this. Studying was the only way for me to escape poverty so I studied as hard as I could with the money I get from my job.
-" You fucking bitch... I am talking... to you, stop ignoring me... for god's sake." He stuttered throwing a bottle of whiskey in my direction.
I dodged it and got up heading to step out of the tiny tuna can we lived in, I knew that he would not shut up anytime soon. I opened the door and was surprised when my eyes met those of a scary individual leaning on his car's rail. He had several bodyguards by his side and they were all wearing black.
I suddenly recalled what dad has said earlier and turned around closing the door behind me.
-" What the fuck have you done, asshole?" I asked imagining the worst scenario ever; I am not ready to become a prostitute. I have to run away, I thought.
-" I sold you out to a fancy-looking businessman to pay off the debt I owed him." he retorted struggling to get up from the ground.
I had to act quickly; I need to run away as fast as I could. I grabbed a backpack in which I put my wallet, mobile phone, several books, and two sets of clothes, that is literally all I own. I jumped from the back window and ran into the backyard trying to get away from this house. As soon as I passed the high backyard fence, a hand came out of nowhere and held my arm.
I flinched awkwardly directing my gaze to the man who towered over me preventing my escape. I tried to kick him in the guts but he grabbed my leg and lift me on his shoulders. I tried to get down but his hold was stronger than I expected, he swiftly threw me into his car and closed the door.
I glanced to my right and spotted a bodyguard sitting by the right window, another one was sitting in the front and the man who caught me sat on my left side closing the door behind him.
-" Go." he ordered the driver.
-" What is the deal you made with him?" I asked trying to stay calm, it was not the first time I go through a similar situation so I dealt with it professionally using my wits.
-" He sold you to our master to pay his 2 million dollar debt." the bodyguard who sat in the front replied looking at me from the rearview mirror.
I already know that the deal was made illegally so there is no need of mentioning that what they are doing is wrong because they will not give a shit about it.
-" What is my fate?" I asked again trying to pull any information out of them.
-".."
No one answered me, the air was too thick and even breathing was hard to do. I was scared that they would force me to do something I hate. I don't mind working or even participate in an underground ring fight but not stripping out of my clothes, my pride wouldn't allow it. I prefer to die than to go through such humiliation.
My mind started going wild so I decided to brush these thoughts off by doing something else. I pulled out a book from my bag and started studying the lecture I could not continue earlier, I have an exam tomorrow.
They all stared at me which made the ambiance even more awkward and all of a sudden, a burst of laughter came out of the man to my left.
-" Ha-ha... You are a courageous little one, I like you already." he commented. His voice was so rough and his body figure was huge so even his smile was a little bit scary, to be honest. I did not know how to react to what he said so I just did not reply and kept reading my book silently.
-" We have reached, master," the driver said.
They stepped out of the car and pulled me out; they were surrounding my petite body so that I would not even think of an escape route. I glanced at the mansion in front of us who is a million times huger than my house.
What the hell? I thought that this kind of structure only existed in movies; it would take me an hour to walk through every inch of this mansion.
-" Do you like it?" The mysterious man questioned.
-" It will be your home from now on," he added in a dark tone that made goosebumps run through my body.
I am not trying to be pessimistic but this does not sound good at all, I prayed silently.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
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