Don’t touch me, you bastard!

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 “Christian, leave my hand. It’s paining. You are hurting me. Don’t be such cruel to me. Tell me the reason for your anger. Why are you doing all this with me?”  I was mumbling with tears in my eyes that maybe this person may have pity on me. I was just saved from that goon who was almost going to rape me and now this man still not looking guilty for what he did. He was even treating me like a trash. I did not even know what was going to happen to me.          My face was miserable and dull. My white wedding gown has turned into cream due to everything. My face was covered with tears since the evening. What happened to me in a single day? I was tired of all these things.           Christian Brown turned back towards me and made his eyes colder. He smirked while looking at my hand which

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