Forced To Marry The Unwanted Billionaire

"How dare you, you slut!"The clamor of chips hitting the floor echoed through the dimly lit casino, drowned by the furious curses of an angry guest criticizing the trembling Kinsey. Glass shattered, scattering a glittering mess across the floor, now a place of chaos.Kinsey felt the weight of countless eyes upon her as the slap mark burned painfully on her cheek. She felt the rusty taste of blood rise in her mouth.It was obvious Mr. Smith was annoyed badly but Kinsey had no regrets. She did nothing wrong. She just tried to protect herself when he was trying to reach her thighs with his intrusive hands.Being forced to work in this casino was bad enough; she didn't want herself to fall deeper into hell. If her poor nephew Connor wasn't still lying in a hospital bed waiting for her paycheck to save his life, Kinsey would be sure to throw her apron in the face of this old fat pig and then slap him back even harder.Yet she had to control herself hard not to fight back. Connor was still

On the big day of the wedding, the church was decorated fancy and surprising. Fresh flowers smelled lovely, fancy silks on the seats, and classical music softly played by a world-class orchestra.Candles made the place warm and golden, creating a special feeling for the ceremony. Everything was made perfect without leaving any details of mistakes."Mom, didn't you tell me Brandon was half-exiled from the Simons?" Blair complained, unsatisfied that they had spent so much for an infamous sonOlive heaved a breath, "The Simons are a grand family who wouldn't like to lose their reputation even if this is only the wedding of an unwanted son." She patted the arm of her anxious daughter, "Wait and see, it won't be an easy time for that little slut to have such an asshole of a husband."Meanwhile, Kinsey stood in the dressing room, a mixture of disbelief and awe reflected in her eyes as she gazed at the extravagant wedding dress. It starkly contrasted with the other modest one, which her fami

Kinsey felt her knees weak as his breath sprayed on her neck. The details of that crazy night sneaked into her head again.Her face blushed almost dripping blood as she remembered how shamelessly she wrapped him with her legs begging him to take her again and again."You did impress me, Kinsey," Brandon smirked. "It's hard to believe that was your first time."The teasing in his tone was like a tub of cold water pouring down, dousing all her desires. Kinsey finally found her voice back, "I was drugged."“You should have expected that when you agreed to work in a place like that.” Brandon continued, "If I didn't happen to be your husband, have you ever thought about what would happen?""Or, you're intended to hide it from the beginning."Kinsey couldn't help but cringe as she sensed the coldness in his voice. "I didn't mean it."“You'd better be.” Brandon sat back in his seat, "Did you take the pill after that?"Kinsey was shocked, slight panic etched on her face. What? What did he mea