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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

CHAPTER39

  Wedding.

  NATASHA'S POV:-

  Instead of going back home, as we were told by Mr Rutherford, Bryan asked his driver to turn the car in the opposite direction. At first, I stayed quiet. But then I remembered what agent Wolf had told me. The people who were after Bryan were still not identified. That meant his life was still in danger.

  "Bryan, we should go back home. Your father will be angry if he finds out that we wandered off." I tried to make sense without getting his mind toward the terrorist group that was after him.

  Bryan turned his gaze toward me, raising one of his brows at me. As always, his gaze was enough to make me zip my mouth. He had been doing that a lot.

  After that incident, he started controlling me with just his gaze. I started breathing heavily the moment I looked into his eyes. "Calm down, Juju. I have a serious reason why we turned our car away from home." Bryan spoke in a low tone and I fought the urge to roll my eyes at him.