Forced to Marry My Bully
I ended up with the person who used to bully me in school.
As the morning sunlight seeped into the room, I barely moved my arm when the arm wrapped around my waist tightened, pulling me closer.
Ethan Chambers lowered his head to kiss my neck, his deep voice tinged with a husky tone from just waking up.
"Did you fall asleep last night?"
I froze for a moment before nodding obediently.
In the past, I might have resisted, but three weeks with him taught me a simple lesson to be compliant.
He took my hand, which rested at my side, and interlaced his fingers with mine, playing with them as if amused.
Leaning close to my hair, he let out a low chuckle full of interest.
"This time, you didn’t throw away the ring I gave you?"
He was referring to the diamond ring on my finger.
There had been two others before this one—one I hid in the freezer, and the other I threw into the fountain in the garden downstairs.
I didn’t want to think about the consequences of losing the first two rings for now, but the result of the third ring was clear: I was going to marry him, the person I once feared the most.
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