All Chapters of FORCED MARRIAGE WITH THE GANGSTA BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

He drove us into a very big mansion, with so many guards, they all came to bow to him.He was still hurt but looks stronger than I expected. I wanted to help him , he didn't let me help him instead he held my hand so tight." Where is this? I asked. I smirks." Your kids are inside , they missed you" he said.I pull my hand out of his hand , I stood with guilt, tears dripped down my face. He turn back to me ." What happened? Don't you want to meet your kids? He asked." They must hate me? I said sobbing." Hey! It's not your fault honey? It's never your fault" he pulled me into his embrace." They will learn to accept you" he says , I look at his shoulder ." You need to get treated" I said. We walked in and his mom came down to us with his siblings.His mom stood staring at me, she didn't say a word, she brushes me away with her body to walk to her son." Mom please don't do that to her , it's never her fault" " Many things is her faults?! Son! You do not have to defend her! Do you

SHARONI drag my eyes open and let out a groan that sounds very real. It’s dragged up from the pit of my rocking stomach, brought up from a throat so dry that it burns, and dragged over my tongue, which feels two sizes too big for my mouth and also so dry that it makes me want to groan and gag and beg for water. I open lips that are so parched that I can feel the fine cracks appear when I part them to try and mutter that very word. “Water.” The sound is just a sound. Mmmpphhhhhttttt. Is that really my voice? I sound like an off-key toad.Now that I’m fully awake, and I mean awake within the dream, my head still hurts. It still feels thick and heavy. I quickly flick my eyes down , I look around , then I remembered that I was kidnapped then I flick down to my feet again. No rope, I opened my mouth to speak and that was my voice, I check my body around, I wasn’t naked.Not naked. Nope, I’m not even tied up. My fantasy is sorely lacking here because doesn’t every good fantasy involve rope

“Now,” He says with obvious delight. He clutches his hands in his lap too, but not like he’s doing it to hang onto the last shreds of his sanity. It’s more of a polite gesture. “We’re getting to the best part here. I know this is quite intense, and I apologize, but I had to get this out, and I needed you to listen and make your decision. Since we were promised to each other, the fortune can only be inherited by me if it’s inherited by both of us. Together. Through holy and sacred matrimony. Yup, that’s right. My dear old dad wanted me to find you and make good on his bloody alliance. I’d think it was ridiculous, and I would have had a good laugh over the plotting of two asshole dudes who wanted to ruin their children’s lives to cement theirs because that’s incredibly insecure, but the fact is, I’m not laughing. Since we can definitely use that fortune for good, I’m afraid I’m leaving you with only one option. If you catch my drift.”After that long, long winded story, he sits there. T

I was going to say you could start by charming her with pizza, but not like that,” Granny says. She sniffs the air. “You got anything normal in that stack?”“There’s a pepperoni with mushroom and spinach, a cheese with extra pineapple, a meat lovers with extra bacon, extra cheese, and extra meat, a buffalo chicken with broccoli, mushrooms, and alfredo sauce, and one taco with extra sour cream and lettuce,” Binksky rattles off. He’s basically a human hard drive. I’d say encyclopedia, but I’m not sure people know what those are anymore.“Don’t you boys eat anything normal? Whatever happened to just cheese or pepperoni or something normal like ham and pineapple?”Deano grunts. “No can do. Which one should I get for the little lady?”“I think you’d have more success with chocolate or wine. You got any of that?”I shrug. “Uh, that would be a hard no. I can pour her a scotch or a brandy or make her a protein shake.”“A protein shake?” Granny screeches. “Good lord, boy, you think the way to a

And my old, boring life back.She cranes her head up to me. She’s at least seven inches shorter than I am since we’re both wearing heels. She winks at me again and cackles. “Welcome to our world, Sharon. Even if you’re not staying in it for long, it’s a real ride.”MIKEI’m not sure how Granny did it, but she convinced my not so captivated captive of a fiancé to have a bath. Granny didn’t even wait until the water started running upstairs. She got on the phone right away and ordered an ‘unspoiled, unadulterated, hold the anchovies, not disgusting, non-abomination of a not so disastrous pizza.’After Granny gets off the phone, she gives me a look that is both scathing, hopeful, and exhausted. “Unless you can get your fanny to the mall and buy a fresh set of clothes, I’d suggest hoofing it upstairs to your room to find something she can slip into after that bath. Something that isn’t going to fall off when she takes a step.”The guys are sitting at the table, engaged in some rousing boa