Trapped By His Affluence

~"What did I do wrong? I have been everything you wanted. I-I did things I hated just to make you happy and you slap me in the face with such news? I hate you Roman," the girl cried. He rolled his eyes and walked away, not before saying,
"I warned you countless Ariella, but listening isn't just your thing, is it? Now look where it's gotten you."
With that, he walked away, leaving her a crying mess on the floor. ~
Ariella Smith, Roman Winston, both from different backgrounds with different perspective, and different reasonings, especially when it comes to the issue of love. Both are like water and oil, unmixable. That was until they are forced to live under one roof as husband and wife.
Hopefully, they will mix, or stay as they are...

~His Doll~
~Eca_Baby~