Arranged Marriage With The Arrogant Billionaire

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ed down my face as I stood in

be the happiest day of their life, but I

ilence while my mother prepared me for the man

xpression on my parents' faces whenever we talked about i

as long as it was what they wanted, and they tried

ise, how many times do I have to tell you that he is the perfect man for you? And not only for you but any woman out t

ck even if I wanted to. Her words were

tter off if he requested his money back, but what h

our only daughter, aren't you feeling concerned at all?" My voice almost

paying the price of what he did by marrying him? No, you are not pa

ou are going from a bankrupt family like us into a prestigious fam

I just watched her tighten my silve

been doing since the day you found out about this for

obody gave a damn about my own feelings and I eventually stopped try

o him about our wealth. He knew, of course, since he wasn't stupid

nted, they lied to him to win a par

's set of deep blue, and she bore into me. "I don't know the kind of thoughts that are running around in th

lot of benefits that come to you directly by just being his wife, so you might as well drop the act and

is to please him properly in bed and I want you to have it at the back of your mind tha

about to hurl. The thoughts alone had haunted me, and n

ce, the way her eyes bore into mine, the sternness in

re about what I had to say about the topic and th

t for herself and my father, irre

, mother. I am a woman, and he should show me respect as fit. What? A woman's duty to her husband is to please him

spoke, but I managed to keep t

irring up trouble with my mother, because the last thing I needed on such a devas

less about that. No, I don't care at all. You must do whatever it takes to

but you must do every and anything he asks for. If he comes to us with the slightest complaint about you or

ooked into her eyes, bound by

make-up and cover every single trace of tear

face. I fought back the urge to reply, every time she became like

st so painful that I tho

aisle looking like a depressed woman." She sa

ake-up. The thought of absconding came to me, but running aw

h a marriage? Why should I hav

my thoughts as I redid my makeup

face and dropped the brush back on the

door. My own father stared at me with emptiness in his gaze, but I kne

then stretched his hand for me to take. "It's tim

s hand and he tightened his grip, m

Do you want me to handle the situation?" His voice

nsciously wrapped around myself, the image

your way into his home. Put on a big smile, bigger than

d gain from selling me off to another man, and he didn't car

rying to hide my fe

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