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"ah your hurting me" I yelled as my husband harshly held my wrist "you will learn better to disrespect me" he replied with a hoarse voice. My name is Joshua Oldhouse formally Josh Smith I am 19 years old am a only child of middle class family that just had enough to pay our bills and secure a good future for me and we were really happy with what we had. Well the was before my father made some deals with dangerous men and fell into dept. And I was forced to marry a billionaire CEO Zenith Oldhouse to make up for what my father owed. *****UNDERGOING A MAJOR REWRITE*****
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I thought I knew what pain was. I was wrong. But at least, I got something good out of it- a person who protected me above all else. Daniel Nicholas Castello, a charming but brooding billionaire who hated me before he even knew me. He saved me from the world and so I mistook him for a hero. He wasn't a hero, though. He was the devil. And I fell for him. - "I have given you the freedom to do a lot of things, sweetheart, slapping me is not one of them," Daniel growls at me. "Let go of my hand." "No." Both of us glare at each other in silence- neither willing to back down first. I should be the one to back down first because I started our fight, I provoked him and as sorry as I feel for that, I did not deserve what he called me. Daniel's eyes shift to my lips for less than a second but its enough to change something between us. It's enough for all the anger between us to be replaced by lust. "Let go of my hand," I repeat, breathlessly, but this time my voice is different- quieter and unconvincing. He looks into my eyes again, leans in and brushes my lips with his. "No." -

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