Prologue

POV: Laura 

It's almost 2:00 in the morning. I sat up on our big mahogany bed, supporting my head with my hand. I’d just been woken up by a nightmare. It's the same nightmare that has plagued me ever since I heard the rumor that Nathan is going to going to be my husband.

It was three years ago, but I remember it as if it was yesterday. Dad had woken me up with the news that I was getting married to his best friend's son. I had no idea who he was and I’d never met him before that day. Our marriage was arranged by our dads, his family needed a huge loan from Dad, and Dad gave them the condition that I get married to Nathan.

Dad wanted to punish me for being rebellious. I am his only child, and yet I wasn’t concerned about the family business, I never cared about the company and our other businesses. All I did was party with my friends and have as much fun as I desired. So he decided to punish me by forcing me into this loveless marriage. He hoped that marriage would humble me and make me forget about clubbing and partying all night long.

Yes, he succeeded in forcing me to marry Nathan, but that did nothing to curb my desire to have fun. Ever since I got married to him, my life has been nothing but miserable. He’s such a boring guy, It’s a miracle that we have stayed married for so long. It’s obvious that we don’t love each other, we are just tolerating each other to make this marriage work and please our families. I think he hates me, but I’m not bothered because the feeling is mutual.

I turned to stare at his gorgeous face as he lay beside me on the bed, sleeping like a fucking moron. I smiled within myself as I thought of the day I first set my eyes on him. He looked so cute that I forgot all about my fears and I signed every damn document that was presented in front of us to seal our union. He has this boyish cuteness that makes a lady squirt by just looking at his gorgeous face.

The first day I saw him, I believed he would be a perfect husband because he looked so breathtaking and gorgeous. Who would have thought that he would turn out to be an impotent, boring guy that would make my life a living hell. It’s been three years, I mean three fucking years, and not once has he screwed me like I want. He is always too tired to fuck me, and if I insist that I want it, he won’t bother to engage in foreplay with me, he just gets right to it and satisfies his desires. And after he cum’s, he won’t bother with me anymore. I’ll be forced to have a cold shower to curb my desires.

Gosh, I can’t wait for this marriage to end, I’m fucking tired of living in pretense. I’d rather forfeit my inheritance than remain in this loveless marriage. It’s as if my whole life is a lie, I’m stuck in this hellhole and forced to play the role of a good wife when I could be out there, partying and having so much fun with my friends. I need it to end, I want a way out of this deal. I fucking tired!