Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

“So, I really don’t stand any chance of having you back then?” Sandro glanced at her with a soft puppy expression, he felt a spade through his heart after hearing those words. The man who had gone all the way to mend himself and his fucking fucked up ways, was now rejected by the love of his life.

“No! Definitely not. You can’t make me fall in love with you again.” Elle snapped at him once again, making Sandro realise that he was too late now. “Can’t you really consider your decision of marrying Richardson again?”

He felt a hard lump in his heart as the man asked her the question which he had been thinking to ask her since yesterday. Maybe even more since the news had made him upset and drove the man crazy that he did not want to lose her again.

Elle moved her head to the other side while pouting that she did not want to hear any of his gibberish all over again. The lady gave him a cold treatment and a stern look as she denied all her emotions, although she was well aware that Elle could still feel her heart beating to his name.

“No, I don’t want to consider my decision again. Remember you made a fool out of me and lost me, now you are back when I have finally moved on and buried all your memories, huh?”

Her words felt like a sharp sword through his body that Sandro regretted every single moment he had wasted on all those other ladies instead of savouring it with her. He crept closer to her and helped Elle to stand up and sit on the bed, which she followed. Sandro walked up to the wardrobe and took out a white cloth to cover his head as he made sure his bleeding had stopped and he did not lose much blood now.

“So, are you happy with him?” His voice sounded broken and had been laced with worry and sadness but somehow Sandro did not want her to see him in that state. Thus the man shoved his head in the cupboard when a tear fell on his cheek and he covered his mouth in order to muffle his sniffles, he had loved her with his might and heart after she was gone.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

But now that his love was happy he did not want her to feel sad because of him. Elle felt the need to lie imminently but the very moment slapped her again with the truth that she still was in love with him no matter how bad or fucked up personality he had been. She bit her lower lip and replied to him with a confident tone. Elle was well aware that it was the only way to let Sandro leave her and to move on.

“Yes, I am happy. And he is much better than you.” Again in her own mess of thoughts she failed to notice that Sandro had already known the name of her fiance, whom he had never met nor seen, well only in her opinion. The lady kept denying her emotions and made him feel even more guilty and angry. He approached her again from the washroom, his sudden emergence caused Elle to nearly jump.

After all he was the man who had kidnapped her, no matter how long she had known him, Sandro seemed like some unknown unfamiliar person to her at that moment. The one she feared and she should fear, because now he was no more that man who used to do odd jobs at some unknown restaurant.

He was Alessandro Petrakis, the one whom the nation feared because he had power and sources. If he wanted to, he could make Richardson disappear from the face of the earth in his madness without caring for consequences!

“You still fear me? I do not understand why you even fear me?” He sensed her sudden jump and became curious as to why she had been afraid of him, the man moved closer to her and sat on the bed. While Elle averted her stare and pretended as if she had not heard him at all, the lady had to make sure she ignored him completely.

He had tortured her for more than a year by his fuck boy nature. Now it was her turn to tease him and to show him that she was the actual hell he should be punished with! But isn’t it like Sandro wanted to be trapped for eternity and punished by her for forever!

“You know, I tried hard to mend my ways and to make sure that I should be worthy to you, and now when I have finally improved you are ghosting me for him?” He slowly crept closer to her and made sure she did not have any way to escape, Elle reflexively stepped back and her own back bumped into the bed.

“You are willing to marry a man whom you have known for just a few months, but you are not willing to give me a chance at all because you know me, huh?” She stared at him blankly and gulped down her fears, because in that moment Sandro looked no less than a monster himself.

“Isn’t it ironic! And unfair my love?” He questioned her while sneakily crept closer and soon he had been hovering over her body, and their face came nearer with each passing second as Sandro could feel her uneven breathing on his face.

“I…. don’t come close to me.” She somehow managed to speak to him, while she pushed him back by placing her palms on his sturdy chest. But her attempt was to no avail since the man had grabbed her both wrists and bent over her body.

“But still the problem is honey that I can’t let you go!” Sandro dived his face in her neck and bit Elle at the base of her neck, when she cried wit the torture She could not help but to cry and struggle for escape.