Chapter 3

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(when you see *  it means mature content ahead. )

Ignore any grammer mistakes.

The next day Richard dragged me off to some courthouse before I could even comprehend what was going on.

I got married in jeans and a t-shirt.

We were now on a jet to Tokyo for our honeymoon. He chose the location, I wanted to go to Australia.

If I'm being honest, I'm afraid to say no to him. After the incident that night, I've been trying not to get on his nerves.
I didn't tell anyone,not even Pierson because I know she would talk me out of this marrige.

He made a mistake, everyone does.

"Can't wait till we land babe" he turns to me and says.

"Yeah.. me neither"

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"Ohhh yess Richard" I screamed. But it was all fake. For a man who talked power so much, he was rather lacking in this department.

"Ohhhh" he sighed as he came after less than a minute.

But I didn't even-
I-

Oh forget it.

"That was nice babe" I heard him say after his breathing calmed down.

"Yeah..."

We had arrived in Tokyo after 6. He booked the whole top floor of a luxurious hotel. Huh, business must be booming.

"You're going to have to move in with me you know"

"Move in with you?"

"Well, what did you expect" he asks

"Well..."

Just then, his phone started ringing.

"I'll take this" he said and went out of the room.
I waited a while before following him.

"Yeah, I know. I'll have it by Monday"

He hung up and I dashed to the room before he could see me.
He came in the room seconds later.

"Martina, we have to go"

And just like that, our honeymoon was cut short.
For a reason I wasn't told.

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We reached The U.S  a couple hours later.

"I'll have to leave you at my house, I have matters to take care of"

"What kind of-"

"My maids and chef are there, so you won't be alone"

"But-"

"Yes?"

"Nothing.."

We reached his house a couple of minutes later. It was big, I wasn't suprised.
Wait, I'm married to a man and I'm seeing his house for the first time just now?

He stopped at the gate.

"Go on in. I called Vincent already"
I stepped out of the car and he sped off.

It was at that moment I realised that I wasn't a wife. I was a gullible girl who signed my life away to someone who I don't really know.

"Martina?" I was pulled out of my thoughts by a man coming towards me. He had black hair and dark skin and when he came closer I saw that his eyes were green.

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