Cruel Billionaire

Chapter 1

A lively party in a luxurious building with a capacity of a thousand guests. It was classy and had expensive food options. A glamorous themed wedding decoration with chandeliers, swarovski, and peach color flowers that looked beautiful. The guests were business executives, dignitaries, and several well-known artists. A wedding reception, accompanied by songs from Indonesia's top singers and costing billions had ended.

The bride was waiting for her husband in a bridal suite that provided a romantic and elegant atmosphere. The woman paced back and forth on the balcony of her lodge, scared and not knowing what to do.

Then she walked towards the table. Next, she put off her crown on top of her head.

Although she's only knew Alexander for a few months, Jennifer was sure she's married to the man, the CEO of Jacob Industries. He was gentle, dignified, handsome and a junior business executive.

The bathroom door opened. Alexander, who was shirtless with a towel wrapped around his waist until his hips, gazed at his bride.

"Here!" he ordered in a loud voice, unlike usual.

Jennifer hurried, walking over to his husband, her new husband.

"Can you come to me fast, huh?!" his husband said forcefully.

Jennifer, who was shy at first, had now turned scared. Only a few hours after the wedding reception and still at her father's house, Alexander had dared to yell at her.

Afterwards, Jennifer arrived in front of him, the groom looked at the woman with a sharp look that wanted to pounce. "Follow me!" he ordered, pulling Jennifer by his one hand into the bathroom.

"What should I do?" Jennifer asked, frightened.

"Soap my body!" the husband replied, throwing his eyes the other way.

"Wait a minute, I need to change my dress!" His wife asked, not to need the marriage dress as a white costume designed for her at the marriage reception to be wet with detergent.

"No need!" his husband, who had just become the husband of a girl named Jennifer, shouted. The closed bathroom carried out Alexander's voice so loud it caused Jennifer to cover her ears.

"Don't be spoiled, this is your first duty as my bride! Help me take a shower!" he said with great emphasis.

Alexander stood up and let Jennifer scrub with her shower puff and her favorite mint-scented liquid soap.

"Faster!" Alexander ordered because he felt his wife was very slow.

Next, Jennifer rubbed her husband's back, wondering what he had done wrong, he turned into an abusive and angry husband.

"Don't be so loud you want to hurt my skin, okay! Just like that is incompetent, you useless wife!" Alexander cursed, showing a sinister smile on the corners of his lips.

Jennifer's tears welled up. It was unusual to be treated to anyone. She was the only daughter of Charles Damaresh. A successful entrepreneur who opened his business in various sectors, hospitality, advertising, villas and resorts. His two older brothers and he is the most loved by his dad.

After finishing soaping and rubbing Alexander's body, even the soles of his feet. Jennifer rinsed her husband's body with cool water. In the bathroom there was hitter water with two faucets, cool water and warm water, but Alexander asked him to clean with a dipper.

Jennifer stopped her activities. Now it was her turn to take a shower.

"Please help me take off my robe!" Jennifer pleaded and unraveled her knees, letting her wardrobe fall on the shower floor.

"What am I your servant?" replied Alexander. "Who told you to take a shower anyway! Wear lingerie for me, then you can take a shower!" he was no less scary than before.

"Yes!" she answered, shaking.

Alexander came out of the bath and was followed by Jennifer. The man sat the bed while waiting for his wife to make a lingerie for him.

"Here," Jennifer answered, putting down her pajama made of rayon with a dark blue coconut tree motif.

"How rude, you! Wear it for me and wipe your tears don't cry!" he snapped.

Jennifer gulped, then knelt to put on her panties, her new t-bodice and pajama suit. She could see every inch of her husband's pristine white skin wrapping the stout muscles in their proper proportions.

"Take a bath there!" he ordered, still rude, and threw away Jennifer's hands, which were still buttoning her bodice.

Jennifer walked to the bathroom.

Brake! The sound of the door he closed. The woman leaned against the door with her knees bent, and she buried her face in them, unable to stand the harshness of her husband. Wonder what made Alexander so cruel.

"Do not be long!" Alexander told behind the door.

Jennifer got up from her seat and took off her wedding dress. A diamond ring wrapped around his finger as a dowry. At first, she was proud to wear a ring encrusted with 18-carat diamonds at a price of 1.3 billion, but now the woman felt sad and wanted to throw it away.

The cold water running from the faucet above her head soaked her hair and entire body, along with the tears that rolled down her cheeks. She had a feeling that this marriage was not the dream wedding he had longed for, but the beginning of a nightmare that would never end, still in her father's own house alone, Alexander dared to be rude and shout what else would happen when they lived under the same roof.

Jennifer closed her eyes at the thought. According to instructions from her husband, the woman did not linger in the bathroom. After she finished rinsing the foam on her head and all over her body, she rushed to finish her bathing ritual by washing her face to remove make-up.

However, when she wanted to walk out, she realized one thing , she had forgotten to bring a towel, and it was impossible to put her wedding dress back on, which was already dirty and wet.

Jennifer opened the door, peeked in, and made sure Alexander was still in the room.

"I forgot to take a towel! Can you bring me a towel?" Jennifer asked. She called Alexander 'darling' but this time her tongue refused to say the word!

Alexander, who leaned back with two pillows on his bed, didn't move, pretended not to know by continuing to focus on his cellphone screen.

"Didn't you hear me! Please bring me a towel!" Jennifer forced in a soft voice, even though she looked angry and stressed.

Hearing his wife dare to give orders to him, Alexander got up from his seat. He walked over to the woman.

"How resist you tell me to! I am a husband you should respect, not a servant you can order. Understand?" he was angry. The hatred in his heart was getting more and more rooted. Throwing cruel words, cursing, and making his wife feel like living in hell was a special satisfaction for him. Also, when the woman looked down, holding back tears with a trembling body, her revenge was avenged, even if only a little.

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2. Tempest in bed.

After pushing his wife's forehead with the index finger of his right, Alexander laid back down on the bed, tying to close his eyes.

Jennifer was still peeking, making sure the man who had just become her husband turned a blind eye. Then the woman came out of the bathroom without a single thread. She walked to the wardrobe set, then took her towel and dried himself. She was wearing one of the ten evening gowns in her closet. For some reason, the others seemed to have vanished and weren't there.

Jennifer, who was already feeling sore, walked towards her king-size bed, wanting to get some rest and forget the series of evil events that she had just experienced, trying to understand, maybe Alexander was just too tired to act rude and wicked. It was only for a moment.

Alexander, tempted to see Jennifer's body, but he realized himself that he married the girl for revenge, not to marry or carry out his duties as husband.

Jennifer spreaded the blanket to cover her body, but Alexander tormented his wife again.

"Massage my feet!" he ordered without looking at the woman.

"I'm tired, and my legs are sore too!" Jennifer responded. She is the type of girl who is beautiful, gentle, independent, but she is always obedient. That's what his parents taught her.

"This is an order from your husband! Are you going to refuse! I said this is an order!" Alexander replied with emphasis.

"Fine," she replied, heavy and disinterested because she was both annoyed.

Jennifer straightened her parts, lifted her husband's parts in her lap and massaged the soles of his partner's feet, and.

"Harder! Do you have the energy?" Alexander ordered with a gloomy face of discontent.

"Yes," the woman replied, although tired and exhausted, she tried to push her hands to massage even stronger.

"Ow!!" Alexander shouted, raising his head at Jennifer. He stared at 5 seconds non-stop. "You need to hurt my leg, huh!" he snapped repeatedly. Swallowing saliva seeing Jennifer's chest open, it was so tempting that he had to close his eyes overly because he wanted to avoid falling deeper into it.

Jennifer started massaging her husband's will, preferring to cry. However, she held it back, not requiring any more tears on this night.

Alexander, who felt comfortable with his wife's massage, smiled, feeling that there were advantages to marrying Jennifer.

"Up then!"

"Yes,"

"Up then!"

"Yes,"

"Up then!"

"Yes," Jennifer answered and continued to obey Alexander's words, and was now massaging her husband's thighs.

Alexander became up, seeing Jennifer in her sexy Lingerie.

"Much louder!" he told. It was satisfied to see his wife's tired face, she continued to massage him with enthusiasm.

Jennifer massaged him much harder until she touched her husband's sensitive part.

"Who taught you to tease me! Not only insult to wear revealing clothes like that! You resist to touch it too! Damn you whore!" Alexander cursed. There was nothing else he wanted to do except hurt his wife's heart.

Hearing Alexander's words, Jennifer exhaled, her chest tightened. Why did Alexander change like someone else until she didn't recognize him anymore? The woman stopped the activity of both hands, then she cried. Her tears rolled down on her cheeks. She cries louder and louder.

"Good grief!" Alexander said, annoyed, scooping his face. Seeing his wife, who was wearing an open lingerie, made him feel worried, angry, tempted, which combined. Plus the sound of Jennifer's crying that caused his ears feel itchy.

Jennifer was still sobbing, her hands covering her face. She didn't want her husband to see her in such an ugly face.

"Stop your crying already!" Alexander coaxed, nuzzling his wife's shoulder. For the first time, he used his pity on her.

Jennifer complied, her sobs stopping and the tears no longer falling.

"Why did you change!" Jennifer asked in a trembling voice as she wiped the tears that rolled down her cheeks.

"This is too cliché to explain now!" the man replied.

"You mean? What is your real purpose in marrying me?" Jennifer ventured to ask.

"It's all because of that jerk of your dad! Hah!" Alexander shouted while remembering the events in his past that were imprinted in his brain.

"What did my dad do?" the woman asked again.

"You don't need to know, everything happened, and now I'm taking revenge! Haha haha!" Alexander laughed in satisfaction.

Bruukk!

Jennifer's weak body, she pushed onto the bed. Then, he walked over to his wife.

"Listen to me! Don't ever dream of getting my love, see, starting tonight, I will make your life a living hell like what your dad did to my family!" Alexander whispered in his wife's ear.

Jennifer didn't answer. She wondered what her father had done to cause a man like Alexander so intent on revenge.

"And don't run away! If you dare to pass away or tell your dad, I will not hesitate to destroy you and your dad, understand!" Alexander rubbed Jennifer's cheek.

With his shirtless, he went out to the balcony of his room, wanting to breathe fresh air. He could infuse a sigh of relief from today on because his vengeance had just begun. By today, Jennifer was feeling sad and giving up, even though it was only the beginning of the atrocities she would commit before they achieved her revenge goal.

Fifteen minutes passed, Alexander came back into the room. The man laid down on his wedding bed. He looked at his wife, who was already curled up and asleep. It was sad. On the night after their wedding that she might have been waiting for, the girl was not only disappointed because her first night was ruined, but the woman also cried many times because of what her husband did on purpose.

Alexander spread the blanket to cover his wife's body, afraid of being tempted and could not bear if the tiny body was cold all midnight. However he again smiled with satisfaction. His vengeance would soon be avenged as well. The more he made Jennifer cry, the faster his act more would be, as many as the tears he shed as a child because of the loss of his parents.

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Chapter 3

3. Nightmare.

Alexander closed his eyes. Then he drifted off into dreamland. A dream was a flower of sleep, delivering his flowery heart. A sleeping flower also surrounded him.

In his dream, Alexander had just come home from school. The private driver drove his van at full speed as if something bad had happened at his parents' home. The van came through the prime door, went into the large yard of the home and stopped at the terrace, the front door. A female nanny opened the door for the young Master.

Alexander, 6 years old, got out of the car. As if he had a hunch, he ran up the stairs to the second floor, to the primary bedroom, his parents' room.

The 6-year-aged child entered the chamber with his two caregivers. His tastes fell on the sloppy bed. Pillows and bedding were unkempt. His feelings turned to the floor, which was no less confused with make-up and other objects scattered on the floor of the chamber, the make-up mirror cracked as if they deliberately threw a hard object to break it.

The place was so cold with the AC on, now his attention turned to the juice on the bath door, there was fresh blood there from the marks of the hands crawling. The two female nannies stopped the 6-year-old child's steps. However, little Alexander chuckled to get into the bath.

the little boy stepped into the bath, closed the door. He nuzzled the door.

"Ah," little Alexander shouted, he couldn't hold back his fear, what he saw there. The mother had died by hanging herself with a rope hanging from the bath ceiling, while her father laid lifeless on the floor with blood dripping from his stomach, which was right under the turned on faucet.

The nightmare that had not haunted him for a long time now reappeared, even on his wedding day.

Hearing her husband's screams, Jennifer awakened. She looked at her husband's sweaty face.

"Honey," Jennifer called, trying to wake the man sleeping beside her.

However, Alexander did not awaken, it still tormented him in his dreams.

"Honey, wake up!" Jennifer asked, patting her husband's cheek.

A moment later, Alexander woke up and hugged her, as if frightened.

"I'm afraid," the husband whispered, his face sweaty.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Jennifer said, calming Alexander by continuing to stroke his back. She kept rubbing it, hoping the man wouldn't be shocked anymore.

Not long after, Alexander's breath returned to normal. He unraveled his embrace, released his hand and then laid down again.

"Did you have a bad dream?" Jennifer asked, leaning back on two pillows.

Alexander changed his position to the side with his rear to his wife. He didn't want to look weak in front of the woman who was a prisoner of his revenge. The man thought back to the nightmare that had just come to him, as real as it had happened 22 years ago.

"Don't worry, dreams are just flowers of sleep," Jennifer confided softly stroking her husband's hair.

Alexander did not answer, silent in a thousand languages.

"From today on I will accompany you, so sleep and let me take care of you," Jennifer whispered quietly, still stroking the back of her husband's head.

Alexander pretended to be snoring and breathing, hoping that Jennifer would stop her babbling. He was sick of hearing the words of the girl who was fooled to know. However, instead of ignoring him, his new wife approached Alexander's body, covering her husband's body, hugging him from behind and burying her face in his wide back. Jennifer still loved him indeed even though last night he changed and was rude.

Alexander, who was still awake, didn't expect Jennifer's actions after he had been rude to her many times and made her feel annoyed and indeed cried. His wife was still willing to hug and comfort him. On the one hand, he regreted he had hurt her, but he had to take revenge, revenge because Jennifer's dad caused his parents' suicide.

Alexander changed his relaxing position, watching Jennifer, who was now fast asleep with one hand on her body. He looked his wife's tired face, beautiful.

Alexander leaned his body next to Jennifer. Sleeping on his side allowing his wife and resting his face on the palms of his hands.

He watched Jennifer, who was still asleep, rubbed a few strands of hair that covered her forehead, wiped the sweat from her forehead and stared at his wife intently.

Alexander was still looking at Jennifer's face. For the first time, he admired the way Jennifer slept, the beautiful thick eyebrows, the curly eyelashes, the tiny nose, and the flushed cheeks.

Alexander, seeing a smile tugging at his red lips, could it be that Jennifer was having a sweet dream about him?

Alexander turned his back to Jennifer. Instantly he became very upset. When the nightmare came to him, Jennifer smiled in his dream.

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It's morning, Alexander woke up first. He showered and got ready to eat with his wife's family. However, his wife was still fast asleep.

"Wake up!" Alexander ordered as he grabbed his wife's hand.

Jennifer was shocked. She got up and looked at her husband in horror.

"Go take a shower. Your dad is waiting for us in the dining room!" Alexander told.

Jennifer walked to the bathroom, while Alexander stood in front of the mirror, looking his own good looks.

Twenty minutes later, they were ready to head downstairs. Alexander took his wife's hand. He didn't want his father-in-law to be suspicious and didn't allow him to bring his only daughter.

"No, say anything to your dad, got it!" he whispered before reaching the dining room.

Jennifer nodded.

In the dining chamber, there was already Mr. Charles in the primary seat, Andrew and Arnold. Jennifer's two older brothers seated on the left, while Jennifer and Alexander seated on the right.

The three of them smiled, seeing the newlyweds.

"Here, eat with us!" Mr. Charles invited.

Andre, Arnold, Jennifer, and Alexander got busy with their breakfast dishes.

"Dad," Alexander called.

"Yes,"

"The plan, this morning I will take Jennifer to my home, is it okay?" Alexander asked, his face full of hope.

Andrew threw a seductive smile at his brother-in-law. Meanwhile, Jennifer hoped his dad would not approve of it. She was afraid that Alexander would be more cruel to get because just last night when she was still in this house, the man had acted rude. What about later?? Jennifer closed her eyes in fear at the thought.

"Of course I give, I believe you will take good care of my daughter!" Mr. Charles replied, not at all suspicious.

Alexander looked down. He smiled a satisfied grin, then he turned to his wife.

"Honey, from now on, Daddy has entrusted me to take care of you. Are you willing to come with me?" Alexander offered, touching his wife's hand. The look on his face looked hopeful, excellent at acting.

Jennifer, who was afraid, nodded. These were the bad things that would happen to her every day.

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