A Billionaire's Love

KAREN'S POV “Hello little betrayer, are you sure you still want to get on with this marriage, cause trust me, you’d regret it.” I still heard the words of the man I was supposed to call husband very soon ringing in my ears. Once, Devon Grey had loved me, now… now, what he felt for me was something even stronger than hate, it was a twisted kind of love, a love that enjoyed seeing me in pain – and all because he thought I betrayed him. I Stared into the mirror, my eyes scanning the face that stared back at me. It was that of a very beautiful young girl with pale milky skin, and a heart-shaped face dominated by large blue eyes, framed by long dark lashes. I blinked, and for some unknown reason, my eyes filled with tears.I was getting married to the rich and powerful Devon Grey, a man I was hopelessly, madly in love with, and yet I was frightened of him. Lately, he had been accusing me of betraying him, and I could not understand what I had done to make him think I could ever b

KAREN'S POVThe rest of the party was a blur. All I was aware of was Devon’s accusation. And then, before I could even stop to breathe, the party was already over, and everyone was leaving. I wanted to call them back, to beg them to stay. Something told me the only reason I had not yet faced the full anger of my powerful fiancé was because his guests were present. What would Devon do when everyone left? My heart was thudding violently against my chest as he ushered the last one of the guests out, and then, he was dragging me - - into a room I had never been before. He turned on the lights, something low and smoky, like the kind of lights one would see in a night club, but it was only when my eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room that real fear entered my eyes. The room was a bedroom - - of some sorts. The bed itself was covered in black sheets, with black pillows. All around the bed, and hanging from the ceiling were various torture equipment - - or bondage toys. Was this D

Karen PovI could never have imagined that my life would fall apart as fast as it had, but here I stood on the edge of a cliff staring into a chasm of hopelessness. Everything started to meld together-the fragments of some sort of nightmare I couldn't wake up from. Stephan's betrayal haunted my conscious mind every second, and his touch lingered on my skin like some stain I couldn't scrub off. And Devon. Poor Devon. Of all the terrifying transformations, Devon's was the most terrifying. My protector had been my protector but now was my jailer. His eyes were darker now, dark with something with which I couldn't name.They longer softened when their gazes met mine. Gone was the warmth that used to attract me toward him; instead, it had just frozen into coldness and replaced itself with steely determination against which I could not break, however hard I tried. He barely listened-I pleaded with him to-and everything I attempted to say to him, to explain how shattered I felt inside, was

Karen’s POV Sofia left, I was once again in my own World of thinking about my escape plan but nothing good was coming in my head . How do I even escape from here? Everything just seems scary and it seems I am in my own different world entirely. Sofia’s words was stucked in my head. “They won’t let you leave. Not alive.” The weight of that warning pressed downn on me, suffocating. I thought I’d seen the worst of Devon, but this? His family was into this now and this shit is scary as hell! I was a pawn in a game that I didn’t even know existed. The Mansion suddenly felt more like a trap, and I am right there in the middle of everything. My heart became heavy because of how scary my situation had become.“No one is coming to save you Karen.” I mumbled reminding myself. If I wanted to survive, I’d have to figure this out on my own but on a second thought, my love for him is making me think otherwise. I lay back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, but my thoughts were racing too

Karen’s POVThe door was shut behind Devon, the sound was like a thud and I smiled thinking about how to go about the plan that I already thought of in my head.I stood erect in the empty room, my heart still racing from the encounter although a little bit bold and ready to gain his trust back. His hateful words lingered in my thoughts and I tried as much as I could so as not to think about what he said in order not to get distracted from doing what was in my head. Although every insult he had thrown at me felt like some part of my heart was ripped from my body. I knew I couldn’t let it break me nor would I let it make me not fulfill my plans. I had to keep going and be bold, this was a do-or-die affair because If I didn’t gain his trust then he might kill me any moment from now.This is day one of gaining his trust back. I wondered what it would look like to be in a battle to gain his trust again, and it would take more than words to change his mind. He wouldn’t listen to me yet b