Ruthless Novels

MARRYING A RUTHLESS MAN A young woman is forced to marry the rich and powerful Prince Crivelli after her cousin fights for her life in the hospital, following a accident. But it wasn’t just an accident. It was a plan. Prince Crivelli vows to break Cheska, because to him , she’s just an opportunist. A gold digger. But little does he know, what seems to be the truth, is not so. *************** Cheska I stared down at the ring on my finger and took a deep breath. My lips are sore from biting them continuously. This is it. I have to do this. Getting married in a rich family was my only option. Call me a gold digger if you like, but you wouldn’t understand even if I tried to explain. Marrying a man with money is my only way out. It’s my family’s only way out. When I was a little girl, I always dreamed of this perfect wedding, with the man of my dreams. I never thought I would end up like this. Marrying a man for his money. Something that I’m against, it’s what I’m doing now. No one wants to get married to a beast. But what could I do? As I said, I have no choice. I looked over at my husband. He took another sip of wine and clenched his fist into a tight ball. He barely looked at me. When we kissed at the church it was just simple, and quick. This is the worst, yet best decision I ever made. I kept staring at his brown hair, light brown eyes, and slightly pink lips. He was about 6ft 3in and slightly muscular. I look over at my mother and her boyfriend. They kept on staring. A small smirk spread across their faces. They got what they always wanted. One of her children to marry into a wealthy family so they never have to work again. My brother, on the other hand, is pissed with me for taking such drastic track in, to marry into a family, with a man that I don’t love. Just for my mother. I guess he’s the only one that actually cares. But what can I Do? Everyone else seems to be enjoying themselves. Many wealthy people are here. I guess my family is the only low-ranking people in society there. From top models to businessmen, even the freaking prime minister! I can hear their whispers. How can he marry this gold digger? Ewww … look at her. All this jewellery can’t hide her poor damsel figure. He leans over and cup my face and kisses me. I could feel the tension when our lips touch. I just want all this to be over, but I didn’t want it to be over, because when it’s over … that means I’ll have to submit myself to this stranger, and that … that’s scary. Although we aren’t going on a honeymoon, I know his intention is to get between my legs. Typical men. I’ve never felt this much pain, until now. Everything I dreamt of is now damaged. I’ll never become a fashion designer. Now I’m a housewife. I should have run away! Two hours later I followed Prince to a master bedroom. Rose petals covered the floor and bed. I swallowed hard, knowing what I should do next. I walk towards him and started to undress. He gave me a surprised look and stepped back. “What are y