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[Book 2] 22: The Fightback
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Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire [Book 2] 23: The differences
"Your room?" She scrunched her face and scoffed. "Don't you mean our room?" She raised a perfect brow, the corner of her lip twitching. She felt a little dangerous, and the scowl on Markris's face made it all worthwhile."Our room? Is this some joke?" He looked around as if, at any moment, a camera crew would appear and yellow 'cut.'"Now, why would I joke about something this serious?" She pouted, resting a finger on her chin. "Didn't you hear we're married? Isn't a wife supposed to stay in her husband's room?""Wife, Husband? What are you yapping about?" He threw his hands in the air. "Okay, let's even say our fathers are right, and we're married. Why do you have to stay in my room? Don't you have yours?""Oh, common Markris." She waved a dismissive finger. "We're not kids now, are we? It is important for a wife and her husband to share a room." She said. She heard him inhale sharply and almost broke into a feat of laughter. She knew she was pushing it too far, but she couldn't hel
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire [Book 2] 24: The Feels
Lorena was stirred awake by the beams of sunlight fluttering through the blinds and laying to rest on her face. Her eyes flicked open, and she sat up straight. Stretching and yawning lazily, she looked around, trying to come to terms with her surrounding. She could have sworn last night was a long dream until her eyes caught the painting on the wall, and memories began to stream in. A slow smile crept up her face, and her hands twisted into a victorious fists. Not only had she succeeded in annoying Markris, but she had also not allowed herself to be seduced by him. To her, that was what winning a war was all about. She jumped out of bed, ready for the day. Walking to the side of the bed, she stretched out her hands and picked up her phone."We need to change you," She pointed at her screen. "Before more damage is done." Sighing, she went through her messages. Alonso had sent her a scheduled meeting slated for today. She would meet up with a fashion company that wanted her styled in
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire 25: The Unleash
"Tanika! Where is Markris?" She pushed through the front door like a fireman rushing to put out a fire.Tanika rushed out of the kitchen on hearing her name. "I think the lord is in his home office." She bowed, playing with the hem of her dress. Judging by the anger oozing from her lady, she could tell she had found out about the ridiculous rules the lord had instructed everyone to abide by this morning."And where is this home office?" Her fist clenched by her side, as she breathed heavily."The left turn after his room." She said, but Lorena had taken the steps before she could finish her words. She had never seen a lady that heated. A shudder ran through her spine as she imagined what the days ahead were going to be like if lord Markris insisted on these strange rules. Turning to her heels, she retreated to the kitchen.Lorena ignored the bodyguards following behind her, as she strode purposefully to Markris's office. She found the door she supposed was the room, and burst into the
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire 26: The Ideation
A soft knock sounded on Lorena's door, and she quickly wiped off her tears. "Who's that?" She called, sitting up."It's me, my lady," Tanika said."Okay. Come in then." The door pushed open, and Tanika came in, with Maria following behind. As soon as Lorena's eyes caught sight of Maria, she felt a tickling sensation run through her body. It never ceased to amaze her how someone with such an eye for fashion design was always on mismatched bright colors. It was quite a phenomenon."My lady." Maria smiled, walking over to her. The dampened air in the room suddenly brightened, and Lorena felt like she could breathe again."Hello, sunshine," She laughed, patting the space beside her. "You too, Tanika, take a seat." Tanika proceeded to the dressing chair and sat on it. She used that to her advantage, allowing herself to review the lady's different products."Alonso said there's a meeting today, so I thought I could ride with you." Lorena's smile quickly dropped, and Maria's face went to Tan
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire 27: The Trance
The day that started like a furnace scorching the skins of anyone bold enough to walk without a roof above them slowly gave way to a dark sky as the moon replaced the sun in the sky. Dark patches covered the sky, the shy moon doing its best to lighten the earth without the stars. Markris glanced down at the time on his dashboard as he drove for an important meeting at 7 pm that evening. Left to him, he would have spent the whole day drenched in the demands of his schedule at the company, but Jorginho had been hammering on the importance of this meeting for the last two weeks. The biggest winery in Italy wanted his company to handle its finances. If he had closed this deal, he would have successfully handled every industry in Italy except the arts. He heard a light tap on the window, and a huffing wind which carried an earthy smell, followed closely behind."Ugh, rain!" He stifled a growl, instead stepping on the gas. He knew it was dangerous to drive that fast, but he chucked aside
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire 28: The Gush
"Slow down, man," Jorginho said as he sprinted forward to catch up with Markris, who was already in the parking lot. A gush of wind-carrying raindrops blew, and a roar from the sky signaled it was about to open up.Markris hurried to his car, trying every means to avoid the downpour he was sure would follow soon. He placed his hands on his car door and briefly paused. Shaking his head, he turned around to see Jorginho approach him."Damn, bro, I'm sorry." He said, bending over to catch his breath. A loud crack of thunder jolted, followed closely by bursts of lightning. They looked up at the sky simultaneously, just as heavy drops of rain began to pour.Markris gave him a once over and sighed. "I'll address that sometimes you can't separate business from pleasure later. For now, go home," He pulled his door open. "I'll be damned if my Armani is ruined." He muttered under his breath. Pushing himself in, he slammed the door shut and turned the ignition on. He had barely been in the rain
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire 29: The Desire
She exhaled discreetly when she spotted the uniform the girl was putting on. This was a maid and not Lorena, from what she remembered of the stunning beauty."Tanika, Where's Lorena?""She's upstairs." The girl replied, pretending not to notice the woman beside him."Okay. Prepare a room for our guest," He turned his head to her. "Would you like something to eat?""No," She shook her head vigorously. "I'm fine." She said, putting on a fake smile. Markris allowed his eyes to linger on her until she began to shift uncomfortably. He needed her to know that whatever she had would not materialize. Before the night was over, she would surely meet Lorena."Okay then," He nodded and turned around. "Let me know when you're done, Tanika." He said behind his shoulders as he walked up the stairs to his room.Markris saw the lights in his room turned off from a distance, but when he moved his head to the other side, he saw Lorena's room lights were on. He visibly relaxed as he hurriedly made his w
Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire 30: The Clapback
"No." She shook her head, her lips quivering. She refused to believe Markris despised her to the point of bringing another woman to his house."Lorena, please listen." He stretched out his hands, but she quickly sidestepped him. Her body trembled as she fought the urge to burst into tears."Markris!" Ariana called from outside, oblivious to the chaos she had stirred inside."I hate you!" She screamed, running to the door."Lorena, please listen to me." He followed after her. He couldn't thin"Leave me alone." She said, pulling the door open. She pushed past the woman behind the door and, without glancing at her, sprinted straight across the passage to her room."Lorena?" Ariana whispered, turning her head to watch the woman flee, but the door-slamming shot drowned out her voice. When she turned again, Markris was out in just his towels, following after her. It didn't take much to figure out what had just happened, and she began to feel guilty."Lorena, please open the door." Markris b
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