Pooja's pov
I am slowly learning that even if I react it won't change anything, it won't make people suddenly love me and respect me, it won't magically change their minds so I am getting used to living like this ...by this means living like just prop used by my husband as way he wanted.
Its been one month of my marriage today but I barely spoke with my husband in this time hardly for 3 times ...first when he came to my home with his proposal ... second on our first night when he clearly said that it's just like a contract marriage for 6 months ..we will be living In separate rooms under a roof ..I am not allowed to interfere in his life and he won't interfere in mine as long as it doesn't harm his respect... Third time after a week of marriage when I made breakfast and he yelled at me saying that i am living as guest here for 6 months so better I enjoy eating delicious food by his maid.
Daisy our maid I mean his maid she is older woman in her early forties I wonder if she wasn't being here I would have gone mad in this huge luxurious flat on top floor of building..I can see whole town from glass windows of balcony I must say view is breathtaking...I feel like doll caged in golden walls.
right now I am sitting in small library my husband have in his home .. reading fifty shades of grey I ordered secretly hoping that it would make me forget about pathetic life I have. Can you imagine am married for a month and still a virgin ? Anyone will laugh loud but what I can do much billionaire husband won't even glance at my body for once .. why will he am not his type he could get any actress or model as his wife but he had to marry me just an ordinary girl... I don't look that terrible I feel I got many proposals in my college ..I am 5'4 tall with curves my complexion is fair white big black eyes ..black Medium length hairs ..but am not upto his standards being most talented businessman he deserved much better than me but his bad luck and mine too that we both had to stuck in this namesake marriage.
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My possessive husband
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