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Billionaire Daughter's Redemption

"Don't you dare come near me, you monster," Natasha yelled at Bryan while stepping away from him. He grabbed her by her neck and slammed her against the wall. "Now what are you gonna do?" Bryan challenged her. "What have I ever done to you? Why are you doing this to me?" Natasha cried in pain. With hatred in his eyes, Bryan started tightening his hold around her neck, choking her. "It's because I hate you so much. My hatred for you is bigger than the sun and darker than the night." Bryan replied to her in a hatred-dripping tone. "Then fucking kill me! Why are you torturing me like this?" Natasha cried out loud as she could no longer bear her hatred in the eyes of her husband. "Nah! That will be easy. I want to see you in pain. I want to see you suffer. I own you now. You belong to me." Bryan replied to Natasha angrily. He slapped her hard on her cheek, bruising her face. Natasha Malik is a Billionaire's daughter who worked so hard to prove her place in this world. But no one ever cared about her existence. She worked hard to reach her dreams. But that didn't make her family love her. Her life was already a living hell. Then a massive storm crossed paths with her. His name was Bryan Rutherford. The young politician, is known for his ways of twisting reality as he always wanted. And he hated to hear someone refuse his demand. What would happen when two opposite people would clash together? Would they destroy everything around them? Or would they both learn to love each other?

Hira Baig · Urban
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96 Chs

CHAPTER 53

  Ridiculous Thought

  NATASHA'S POV:-

  A few days passed, my team and I were busy looking for anything that could prove that Bryan was innocent. And he was being blamed for a crime he didn't commit. But every way that we looked, we found evidence against Bryan. I was starting to lose hope. The Viles had filed a case against Bryan. And their lawyers were pressing us to get Bryan back.

  My lawyer showed me the summoning orders for Bryan from court and I growled angrily. "Your job was to stall this. How could you fail?" I asked the lawyer angrily and with an attitude, he rolled his eyes at me.

  "Stalling is what I did. But you can't expect God-like powers from me. The judge is frustrated. And so is the jury. They want answers." He almost growled at me and that's when I lost it.