Mixed feelings by S. N. Nina Arthur (the alpha prince and his bride full story free txt) 📕

Mixed Feelings

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"You are mine, No one has a right to touch you, hold you or love you...You're all mine get that in your thick skull...I'll kill every single one who desires to have you or even think of having you, You belong to me only me your soul, your body everything belongs to me, only me...Do you get that" He said while gripping my chin with pressure, making me look into his eyes.

"Please... You're hurting me" I said, trying to free myself from his iron-like grip.

"Say it" he shouted on my face, gripping my chin even more tightly.

"Yes( sobbing ) yes... I'm yours" I said, sobbing and struggling to be freed from his grip.

Venessa foster 18 years old naive and kind-hearted. she is a brilliant student living a normal life with good grades until she meets a monster.

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Mr.Black with so much difficulty cooled the situation down and called me to his cabin. With my shaky legs and tears strained face, I walked to his cabin and knocked on the door before stepping inside. As soon as I walked in he started explaining to me that they are rich kids and regular to this restaurant and he doesn't want to have problems with them. While he was explaining to me all this Remand came into the cabin,

“Mr black, I don’t want this girl here. Next time when I came here I should not see her here or else you will have to face the consequences,“ he said and without hearing Mr.Black he walked out of the cabin.

I glanced at Mr.BLack, he deeply sighed before saying,

“I’m sorry Venessa, you're fired, please leave.“ with a sad expression. I didn’t say anything as I knew he was doing this under the pressure of losing his cafe, I just nodded and turned around with tears flowing down from my eyes.

It hurts, How can people be this heartless, Why does he hate me so much!

Tears were flowing through my eyes as I walked back and changed my clothes, while took my car keys and came outside I saw Remand walking towards his car alone, looking at him suddenly rage rushed to me, all that anger I pushed inside come back like a lightning bolt. I wiped my tears and walked towards him. As he was opening his car door I caught the back of his T-shirt, pulled him back and gave a hard slap on his face.

For minutes he was in shock, I noticed his jaw tightening as he looked at me,

“What’s your problem hah! Why do you hate me so much? what did I ever do to you?“ I asked him with angry tears rolling down my eyes,

“You are a monster!!!!” I yelled at his face while crying hard.

He wasn’t saying anything; he was just looking at me. There was something in his eyes which I couldn't understand. Is it pity or he’s feeling sorry for me? What was it? While angry tears flowing through my eyes, “Say something, you asshole,“ I shouted, pushing him back, he didn’t say anything as he kept on staring at my face,

I was crying hard, “You are a monster; I hate you “ With that, I turned around and walked back to my car while wiping my tears even though they didn’t stop flowing down my eyes, I left him there as I left that place.

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