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he actually had to be sad? "My, my... how naive of you, my little flower, to think that you can scare me," he started to laugh. His laughter was like music-if the circumstances weren't like this, I would have complimented him. He's handsome with a well-built body, and he's a billionaire too. He's the perfect guy that girls dream of, but not for me, and not now. He stopped laughing and looked at my puzzled face. "Listen here, they will willingly give your hand to me, and you are going to make sure of that," he said. "Why would I do that? Why would I dig my own grave?" I asked him. He kept his smirk on, and what he said next made my blood turn cold in my veins. "Yes, my darling, you will do that. If you don't, then get ready to face the consequences," he deadpanned. "Wh-what consequences?" I stuttered. He looked me seriously in the eye, then said, "If you don't do what I say, your father will lose his job. Your big brother, who's abroad-I'll make him lose his job and send him to jail for not extending his visa and passport. Your little brother, who's studying-he'll be kicked out of college. And your mom will lose her mind over all this shit. Either way, I'll marry you. It's your choice," he said venomously. "No, you won't. You love my mom; you took her as your own sister," I said. "Believe me when I say I'll do it, then I'll do it. As for my sister, yes, she's like my own sister. But when it comes to you, you are my first priority," he replied. "You won't gain anything by doing this. Why are you

ing to do with him. It all started when he came to my home for dinner. Man

ey like but come on we don't even have compatibility and

tion or I'm not sure even I'll get out from this sit

ell you how I got mys