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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 7

  Few Moments Of Happiness.

  NATASHA'S POV:-

  The very next day, my father had a heart attack. I took some time off to be with my father, despite his hatred toward me. To my surprise, Bryan gave me a week off. At first, I thought he wouldn't give me a chance to be there with my family. But I was surprised when he asked me to take a week for myself. I made it home late at night from the hospital. Everyone was asleep. I couldn't get a chance to meet Ali. It was the day my father was going to be released from the hospital.

  I spent three days at the hospital. The others were too busy to stay with my father. It was either me, my mom or Ali. The sun rose and I jumped off of my bed. I knew Ali would have been awake by then. I went toward the door of my bedroom, wrapping my hijab around my head. As soon as I stepped out of the bedroom, I gasped loudly. I found Ali standing in front of me, staring at me as if he was expecting me.