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I Love My President Though He Is A Psycho

MARRYING MY TYRANT BOSS : HE IS MY REVENGE PARTNER

"HOW COULD I STAY AWAY WHEN EVERY NIGHT, I RELIVE THE HORRORS OF THIS HOUSE, HEAR MY MOTHER'S CRIES MIXING WITH MY OWN? OF COURSE, I HAD TO COME BACK. I'M HERE TO RECLAIM WHAT'S MINE, WHAT WAS ALWAYS MINE. BUT LEAVING THEM PENNILESS? THAT WOULD BE TOO MERCIFUL. NO, I'LL MAKE THEM SUFFER—DRAG THEM TO THE EDGE OF MADNESS, UNTIL THEY BEG FOR DEATH. AND WHEN THEY DO... DEATH WILL FLEE FROM THEM. THAT'S WHY I'M BACK." ---- "Marry me, and I will help you take revenge on your stepmother and her daughter, and reclaim your throne as the rightful heiress," he proposed to her on his wedding day. -------- After being thrown out of her father's house by her stepmother on the day of her mother's death, she loses her position as heir to 'BALFOUR INDUSTRIES,' which is handed to her stepsister, who is now engaged to her cheating ex. Forced to make ends meet, she becomes the personal assistant to an overbearing boss, only to end up marrying him on his wedding day when his bride fails to show up. He promises to help her take revenge on her stepmother and reclaim her rights as she recites her wedding vows. IMMEDIATELY AFTER MARRIAGE- "This marriage is nothing but a compromise. I will fulfill my promise, but don’t expect anything else," he said on their wedding night. A FEW MONTHS LATER- "Darling, please come to bed," he begged, holding her favorite pillow. "Who knew the tyrant boss could be so cute," she replied as she... ------- Daisy Woods, a naive assistant to one of the biggest business tycoons in the city, has no other option but to stand in as a substitute bride for her tyrant boss when his bride doesn't show up on their wedding day. -------------------------------------------------------- This is my entry to the Viral book call . Your support would be greatly appreciated.
Naomi_lia · 35K Views

IN- LOVE WITH WHO EVER HE IS......

"let's go!" A feminine voice came out a bit hash, she dragged a young boy with her along with a traveler bag. "Hao please let me explain!" A man came running and tried to stop her, " let me go!" She screamed and pulled her hand out of his hold. "Madam please, don't leave, it is all my fault, please punish me! " Another voice came. And both seemed to be stopping the lady of the house from leaving in her condition, Hao struggling to leave with her child crying and hold her skirt from behind. "Hao!" "Madam!" Both screamed as the lady rolled from the stairs to the very end, still holding her child in her arms. Hao-hao's eyes were still opened and a tear rolled down her face followed by the painful scream from her. She barely saw anything else and all she could hear was the worried voices, one holding her and telling her she was going to be alright and the other trying to call the ambulance. "M.. my baby...." Was all she could say when her eyes landed on the unconscious boy on her right. Some minutes ago she had returned from shopping to find her husband on bed with their maid, that was not the deal! She went to take her child and packed a little she could carry, feeling the pain in her abdomen increase. She supported her protruding belly and took in a deep breath to calm herself before dragging the bag and her son out of the room only to meet the annoying man trying to close her trouser zip with his shirt scattered with love makes visible on his torso. She wanted to kill him, all of them but not in her situation, revenge was the least right now, she had to take her son away and cause the both of them pain but plans went wrong when she lost her balance and rolled down the damn stairs again! "Due to the situation, we had to perform a surgical procedure to remove the child and save both lives, we would have lost both because of lost of blood. Mr Gu both are in a critical condition and also the born child may have a deformity because of the heavy fall again." The doctor said and shook his head, they had done their best and the rest was in the hands of their god, if both mother and born child survive the night then it would have been a miracle. The relatives sat down in silence each either praying or thinking of something to do with Lorah silently crying and staring at the face of the sleeping boy a bandage covering his head......
Beatrice_Khaylly · 1.2K Views
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