All Chapters of The Billionaire's Wrath: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sydney McCarthney's Point of ViewVogue Magazine?How does it feel to be involved in this? Is it fun? Exciting or scary at the same time is fun.I shook my head as I looked through the vogue magazines I was holding. Nate Moss, Amber Valletta, Shalom Harlow and etc. They are amazing, stunning, elegant and gorgeous.I never get tired on dreaming to be part of this magazine. I dreamed to be one of the most paid model in the whole world. It is not impossible though because I am rich and beautiful.Insane, Sydney!I shook my head continously as I closed the magazine. I stood up and put it back on the shelves.I don't think so If I could be a model because my parents did not support me on my passion.They will just say, Your appearance is not their type. Funny right? They should lift me up but instead they turned me down and my dream.Being with my family is hard. I should be perfect on their eyes, I shouldn't let them show my weakness because they will scold me.Sydney McCarthney?People

Sydney McCarthney's Point of ViewI don't know what to do. Today is our engagement party and I still don't have the courage to face him. He thinks that I like this fixed marraige. He blamed me for the death of her love once.After that confrontation I could hardly sleep. My conscience torments me because of what he said."Tsk. Stop acting like you don't know anything. Is that why you talked to me last night because you wanted to be close to me? Desperate!"I couldn't stop myself to slap him really hard on his face. I am raging with madness while looking at him.Does he really thinks I liked to marry him? Then he's foolish. "Are you done insulting me?" I asked him angrily."Do you really think I want to marry you? Then wake up! I don't want to marry you but I have no choice."I shook my head and wiped the tears that were about to fall from my eyes.Why am I weak when it comes to this? Why do I cry every time I am overwhelmed with anger?"If you had asked her marry you, this wouldn't

Sydney McCarthney's Point of View It is difficult to marry and live together with someone you despise. We need to get along well because he's my husband. I also had not expected fixed marriage to be so difficult. After Zyko and I married, he rarely returned home. I keep thinking that he despises me so much that he doesn't want me to reside in the same house. But what do I do? This is the only one. We must act as husband and wife. Zyko has been causing me stress in recent days. He hasn't returned home in almost a week, and I'm not sure where he is. He didn't tell me when he left the home and didn't explain what he was doing. I don't even care if he doesn't want to return home. But I was worried since his granddad constantly asking about his well-being. I'm at a loss for words since I'm completely clueless. "What kind of face is that?" My brows automatically raised when I heard his voice from behind. I looked at him in the mirror, I shoot him a death glare. "Oh you still

Sydney McCarthney Point of View There was a haze in the sky, so the moon surrounded by bluish rings. It looked like a beautiful silver ball setting on the velvet cushion. I was here at the terace of our room waiting for him to go home despite the blistering cold.I was wondering what is he doing right now? Is he doing something stupid? What if he does? What will I do? I don't know what I can to him, All I know is I won't let him tainted my name. I know he is capable on doing that but don't he dare. I looked at my watch and it's already two in the morning and yet he's not coming home. I sigh. "Maybe my husband is not coming home." I went inside our room and locked the glass door of the terrace. I covered it with the ivory colored curtain. I jumped into the bed and cover myself with the soft comforter. I turned off the lamp-shade and close my eyes— letting my sleepness consumed me. When the morning came, I woke up with something heavy on my stomach. My heart almost jumped out of m

Sydney McCarthney's Point of View Various of smells stink my nose as we walked into a famous club here in the Philippines. A lot of people were looking at our direction but we just ignore them. They're not the reason why we are here. "Some people here are stinky. Aren't they bothered by their smell?" I asked with a mixture of disgust in my tone. "Leave them alone because it's their body. It's normal to have that smell," Lana said as we both entered a VIP room of the club. Of course! Lana will pay the room. I don't want to spend Zyko's money because that man might be even more angry with me. Speaking of him, he called me a few times before Lana and I came here. Of course I didn't answer the phone call. I'll let him think where I am as he does to me. I want to get even to him that's it. "What is your order, Ma'am?" the waiter asked. "Just give us one of your best seller vodka and one bottle of tequilla," Lana said as she gave her credit card to the waiter. I frowned looking at he