Page 123 of In Love with a Cruel Billionaire

Damen slowly crossed the room. A fish spa. In an aquarium that seemed to have been designed by a man with a fetish for an alien’s breasts. On the armchair near it was a card, and he picked it up.

Happy First Month Anniversary, my love!

I wanted to give you a gift that no one else would have thought of giving you – did I succeed?

I want you to know that you’re my dream come true and you’ll always be so.

There is nothing I won’t do for you, so please, lean on me – I am here to share not only in your success but your troubles, too.

I’m stronger than you think, you know.

I love you.

Your precious,

Mairi

The letter fell from his fingers.

His eyes closed.

He saw himself, no better than the lowliest bastard as he exploited her weakness.I can’t believe I chose you over a real lady like Alina.

He saw Mairi, her heart shredded by his words, her dream ripped apart by his cruel actions.

Go back to Manolis. He can have my leftovers. I had you in every way—-

Damen spun around, his fist hitting the glass of the closest window, the sound of its explosion no different from how he imagined the sound of Mairi’s preciously innocent optimism being raped by his brutal attack.

STOP. Please, please, please stop.

Damen pounded the wall with his bleeding fist, again and again and again until a large crack formed on the blood-stained cement. He wanted to whip himself, sleep in a fucking bed of thorns – but he knew no self-punishment would be enough.

“I’m so fucking sorry, Mairi. I’m so fucking sorry.”

Part IV

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