The Billionaire's Battered Wife

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I awoke on comfortable bed with vivid colors all around. It's dawn; how on earth did I end up exactly on the bed? I attempted to remember anything else, but all I could recall was me being in the floor as the last thing. I shook my head and got out of bed, only to be greeted by a splitting headache that I had to deal with in any case before Hunter arrived.

Wait! He brought me in last night—was that him? No, I don't think so, but since we are both in the house, he should have brought me in. Oh my god!

Although it's encouraging to see that he isn't actually all that horrible, there is still compassion hidden underneath his monstrous exterior. Despite all of the abuse he made me felt, I just can't bring myself to detest him. Perhaps this is the price I must ultimately pay.

I dragged myself to the restroom, finished up there, and then hurried to the kitchen. Where might he be? Could it be that he left for work already without waking me up? Wow, what a huge relief.

My thoughts strayed to the story my father-in-law told me the a day after my marriage to Hunter.

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I asked him, smiling, "What do you mean, sir?" He had shown up without warning.

He laughed and continued, "Dear, you don't need to call me Sir. From now on, you should call me Dad." I don't know what to say but now my head. "Sit down, Chelsea." I sat down on the sofa next to him.

He paused and took a few deep breaths before saying, "I know that it's giving you a hard time. Marrying my son isn't simple exactly like every woman thinks, but I know you are the only woman who can change him. Don't ever give up on my son, please. He could be hard to understand sometimes, but trust me when I tell you that he is not who you think he is. He simply developed in that way after losing his mother. He was just.... heartbroken." He said in a sad voice.

I don't think I'm the right person for that but right now, all I can say is that maybe I can't change him because I'm terrified and feared him like the devil. How would I ever change him? How is that even possible when he would not even let me sleep in the same room with him.

"Chelsea, can you guarantee me that? My only hope is you." He pleads, "I just can't trust him to just anyone. I don't want to watch my son suffer in the end.

I replied and gave him a small hug, saying, "I understand, D-dad. I'll do my best."

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It has been a month since I married Hunter, the devil himself, and I have grown accustomed to his constant punishment of me, including lying on the floor, eating in the kitchen after watching him eat, and eating from the dining room table rather than a plate.

Yes, he pours my food from the plate onto the table. He never let me eat properly. I always wait for him to finished eating before I could put a spoonful of food on my mouth. And yes, I'm used to being dragged by the hair even though it hurts.

I received punishment every single day this month, without exception. He either complains about the food or if he just see me whenever he's in a bad mood. And every week he brings his sluts home, which makes me leave the room and always sleep on the basement . I can't help but feel pain. I can't tell anyone, even my mother, that this marriage is full of crap and is worthless. I can't.

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"What do you want me to do huh?!" I smacked the woman's butt as I thrust into her with pace.

"F*uck me, Hunter. Argghhh!!" she said breathing heavily. I began increasing the pace .

"Oh my god! Oh my god!! Hunterrr!!!" she whispered but I'm not done with her. I just met her in the club today and decided to bring her home .

I was enjoying the way she was shouting my name but was short lived as the door cracked open revealing a wide eyes Chelsea. Good, very good! The mug in her hand fell down and broke.

"Oh my god! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to...." she said and began making her way outside..

"Stop! Don't you dare f*****g move." I ordered and she did stop with head bow.

"Dress. I'm done with you." I threw the money on her as she dressed up and left..

I can see the confusion in the woman's eyes. "But---"

"Leave! Now!" The woman glared at Chelsea as she wore her clothes and left the room. I don't even know that woman's name.

"And you, come here." I said to Chelsea who was visibly shaking but didn't move. "Want me to drag you here?" I shouted and she moved to were I am. I held the strand of her hair and dragged her to the bed..

"H-Hunter" she winced ..

"You know what, I don't want to do this but I think you're the one who wanted this to happen." I said.

"W-what?"

"Want me to f**k you, right?" I smirked.

Her forehead creased at my question, she looks confuse but I know that it's just for show. I know her true color.

"No, you're wrong Hunter." She said and tried to stand up but I grabbed her hair and pulled her on the bed.

"Where do you think you're going? Don't lie to me, b***h! I know this is what you've been wanted. Now I'm gonna grant your wish but I'm gonna make sure you'll suffer!" I yelled and tore her dress , I ain't making love to her so I got straight to the point. I removed her undies and threw it to the floor...

"NO! HUNTER PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS! I'M BEGGING YOU!" she pleaded innocently while I slapped her across the face , slammed her to the bed and climbed on top of her and began thrusting in to her in the roughest way I can.

Argggg!! She's pretty tight but I don't care I only want her to feel the pain.

"Hunter nooo!!!" she cried in pain as I increase the pace to the highest level thou I was enjoying it. Her voice was the only thing that filled the whole room, it was tears of pain.

When I was done leaving her in pain I asked her to leave the room ..

"LEAVE! " I yelled, she tried standing up but couldn't, I guess the pain was much ! that's all what I wanted. she was in tears and pain as she manageably stood up limping to the door before she walked out of the room crying like a baby as if she's innocent...

Satisfied! I put on the light and decided to go shower but something caught my attention!

Blood! I mean there was blood on the bed which will mean only one thing...

She was a virgin.

Noo! Guilt came rushing over me. She was a virgin all this while?