Married To A Cruel Billionaire

cross never remain the same. You either perish, or grow

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ain. My previous workplace was shut down due to bankruptcy, and the new places didn't want an employee with an expe

King's factory as a mechanical engineer, he couldn't work anymore, and they star

ossible relative who rode a limo, but nah, none did. Curiosity gnawed at my tummy, and I parked the car by the side of the road, ignorin

ners! The gir

of his hair and beard beginning to peek. “Let's cut to the

dad replied, sitting across

The billionaire businessman and dad's

your daughter as m

e, well, that whale with its baby and baby's dad, and many m

gerated, but that's h

most eligible, most handsome bachelor of New York? But why me when there were so m

that look, Joseph. I just want a fair, decent girl to be our daughter-in-law, not

ly have a good reput- oomph!” A nudge from

ances, wouldn't you keep my wish?” His lips stretched int

estering dad. It seemed he made up his mi

idn't seem harmful, however, the uneasiness in the pit of my stomach didn't t

ide. “I appreciate your propos

t smile on his face, Mr. King got up, an

oo,” he stated striding towards me, power radiating off

he wa

ibilities? I couldn't just leave my parents to be on their own when they needed me the most. I had always wanted to build my own identity, have a decent job, a

twain of hesitant frowns l

f I sa

few days, I

, dad decided to go shopping. He waved at me and started walking down the street. Dad di

e bulky figure in all black on the street. The man glared at the animal, and cowering, it ran away. He directed his gaze ahead and resumed walking while pulling something out of his jacke

d..

ay, I dashed to

ou going?” dad ask

well,” I replied, breathing hard. Gazing behind I found

overthinkin

cause they were funny, but because they were just so terrible one had to laugh. Our laughing came to a

?” dad inquired, leaving the shopping

They said... we have three years of bi

already pa

celerated again. What was going on

ed?” I offered, hoping

“Fucking jobless morons

cursing in

eck on mom's cheek as all the creases van

en I got married. At the mention of the word, my mind wandered to Hunter; I doub

the groceries and headed to the kitch

to be pro

den discomfort in the stomach stirred me in my seat. Pulling out the emergency granola bar, I looked around at the

mmy, hap

o the side. A tremor ran down my spine as I observed the bulky man in black

he or

t do yo

across the table and got

d the envelope up sliding the paper out. Unfolding it, I

e lose jobs befor

aracter refer

that.” I looked up to meet

mind a swirl of questi

lls kept ringing, even my job applications kept being refused. I couldn't bear seeing the line of worry getting permanent on my parents'

t, I made