Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (room on the broom read aloud .TXT) 📕

"How did you become so rich?" A quite unexpected question slippers from her tongue but she always had it in mind. How people get so much rich? It had always been a mystery to her.

"You have to become inhumane in order to become rich. If you want to become rich, never show mercy to anyone, never let your heart soften for any human, let yourself become stone hearted" he replied in monotone like it was an easy answer.

While she gaped at his words not able to understand the meaning behind it.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"It means people who use heart are weak. Heart makes humans weak, the emotions, love, sympathy, this all will never let you become rich as you will always find them becoming a barrier in your way. While people who use brains, and only brains while choosing inhumanity as their first rule and you see they are the most rich people. People who use heart might become successful and find peace but never rich. Money comes to those who knows how to keep it, not to those who knows how to contribute it between people. You want it you get it. " he replied calmly, saying each word thoughtfully.

"That's why you are inhumane?" She asked after a moment of silence.

It made him turn to look at her face to study her expressions. 
For a moment she thought that she has hit his nerve but then his calm expressions let her breath.

"Yes this is how I became rich because I'm inhumane, and I don't show mercy to anyone" he replied like he admitted it.

"You never felt anything for anyone? Like feelings? After all you have a heart even if you don't listen to it, it's still beating and alive. There must be a time when you feel something" she provoked his nerve which he was trying to hide since he met her, and had always been afraid to categorize it as love.

"I do but lately I'm trying to ignore it because it's getting on my nerves. And I don't want to talk about this anymore. Good night" he said in her face and turned to sleep while switching off the lamp.

For a moment she thought, that he was talking about her but then she subsided it because he never gave her a reason to make it confidential.

She slept peacefully that night, in hope that next morning might bring thunderstorms and disasters when she will break the news to him.

Author's note

I was feeling really sleepy as I wrote this chapter because today was an update day and I didn't wanted to make you guys wait anymore. It would be really humble of you if you like this story and comment down your views. It gives me all the hype I need to write the next chapter. Take care.