Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy novel Chapter 30

JENNIFER'S POV

What the hell just happened? Did he just offer me with this bundle of shit in exchange of marrying that demon?

I whispered to myself. I raked my fingers through my hair in despair.

How could a person stoop so low? Did he think me to be his goddamn whore who could get herself laid for a bunch of notes? Didn't he have some morals? Maybe he could buy this damn world with his filthy money but certainly not my self-dignity and self-respect. And marraige!? It wasn't a shitty joke! Those seven rounds around the sacred fire held great worth and importance in my heart. I couldn't sell myself to any Tom Dick or Harry passing my way!

My feet were itching to run upstairs, confront him and give him a tight slap which makes him fall at a side with a big thud! And I knew it wasn't possible to do so but afterall, nobody taxes you to atleast dream something like that...

As every success story starts with a dream.

(Savage me!)

Still, my rational mind did process an importent question about which I had no clue.

"How did he get to know so much about me? My name, my dance class address and maybe more...."

I was mad at myself, my fate, my situation right now and more importantly that handsome bastard who just now made me feel a cheap commodity who could sell herself for money!