I Married A Ruthless Billionaire To Save My Sister

omers at the bar when she begins to hear strange voices from the living room. “My drunk father is at it again,” she thought in her mind as she slid the night robe over her shoulders. Sh

e noise came from, but as she approached the living room, he

rifles at him. There were four in total, or so she thought, all dressed in black suits and black ties. By their dressing, o

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pt over her body, stripping her naked. Their gaze is intentional and burning with rage. Sarah decided in her heart to fight the goons, but the determination to hurt and the g

ungry-looking monsters who didn’t even make any attempt to hide it behind their clothes, even though their deep stares were already making Sarah uncomfortable, she sensed the helplessness in her f

and so Sarah immediately retaliated. Her body jerked towards Jonah as he squeezed h

ght?” She inquired

y, and since then she has taken up the responsibility of taking care of her sister’s tuition fees from the stipends she makes working on numerous s

s he struggles to speak

r room and be with your siste

time, Sarah couldn’t muster the courage to lift he

th these human-eating monste

ll us you have such valuab

justed her robe. From the side of her eyes, she could see one of the men lick his cracked lip. She hurriedly sat beside her wounded father, her hand gripp

via asked. Her voice was in

d roared in a chorus of laughter. Sarah was lost

in. This was not the time to whine. She chinned up. Someone had to be brave; someone had to do it. Sarah has learned over the years that crying never really solves anything; rather,

ive, and masculine voice rang

h slowly and lit it while his eyes were still focused on all three of them at once. Sarah was too occupied with fighting his men to even notice him sitting on the couch. She felt the extra gaze the moment she stepped into the living room, but she was soaked in fear, trying to figure out how many eyes were watching her. This man was taller than the other four men, and he was dressed differently from them. He had a hat resting on his head and a pair of grey suits fitting perfectly on his sleek body. He seems to be in his late twenties, a perfect fit for hi

y do not belong to the feet of any

to maintain the gaze fight, fixing her eyes directly on his, but wh

they came for their money, not goons, like she had thought earlier. She knows her father is so

please give me some m

he man asked. His vo

e,” Jonah stutt

ll pay you back. Jus

ut him off with

, retrieving a pistol from his inner breas

for shivering in front of these men. Who wouldn’t shiver? To an extent, she is surprised she hasn’t pe

said, hitting Jonah w

eamed loud enough

hen I pay you a visit, I do n

ed his head in

only then will I and my men let you go." He sighed. - “I

he had not just scanned h

e,” Jonah

heart clenched at the sight of her dad sobbing like a newborn baby.

nd valuable enough to repay a cent of the debt that I owe

obby asked in

hing”. Jon

ted at Sarah. Her eyes wide