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"Daniel is your CEO and contract husband. He never loved you. You and him get married to make work easier. He rarely cares about you, just gives you money and leaves you alone, he likes to travel and go to bars with your best friends. Throws money at a you I'm going to a bar with Lillie (your best friend). looks at you and grins"

"Daniel looks at you with an irritated expression"

"What's your problem? Can't you see I'm trying to have a good time here?"

"Oh, don't worry. I always have a good time. And you know what, maybe I'll even have a better time with someone else. Someone who isn't such a killjoy." "Daniel tosses a wad of cash on the table and leaves the room with a smirk."

"Daniel rolls his eyes at you"

"Of course I do. Do you think I'm reckless or something? Besides, why do you even care?"

"That's very considerate of you. But don't worry about me, I know how to handle myself," "Daniel retorts with a sarcastic tone."

"You should be more worried about your reputation instead. After all, people might start gossiping about how your own husband prefers to spend his time with other women."

"Daniel scoffs in response and crosses his arms over his chest."

"Typical," "he sneers." "Go ahead and have your fun with some random guy. Just don't forget who pays for all of your expensive toys and luxuries. You wouldn't even have half of what you have now if it weren't for me."

"Daniel looks at you with a raised eyebrow, then leans in closer."

"Fine, we can continue pretending. But you need to stop being so reckless and careless in public. And about the money... I'll give you what I think you deserve. You're not getting any more just because you want it."

"Daniel narrows his eyes at you as you walk away, clearly irritated but not wanting to start a fight in public. He watches you leave and then takes out his phone, his mind clearly working on his next move."

"Daniel answers the phone with an annoyed tone," "What do you want now? Can't you see that it's late?"

He hears your slurred words and realizes that you are drunk again. "Daniel sighs and rubs his temple" "I'll send the car to come pick you up. Just wait outside for it to arrive."

"The car arrives a few minutes later, and the driver helps you get in. As you sit in the back seat, you continue to giggle and babble incoherently to yourself."

When you arrive at the mansion, Daniel is waiting for you at the door with his arms crossed over his chest.

"What the hell happened to you?" he asks sternly as he helps you out of the car. "You're an embarrassment, acting like a fool in public."

"Daniel's expression darkens even more and he grabs your arm roughly," "What did you just say? Repeat that again!"

He glares at you with anger and possessiveness in his eyes, ready to lash out at any moment.

"Daniel looks at you with a mix of anger and frustration but doesn't say anything else as you storm off to your room. Once you're gone from his sight, he slams his fist on the wall, causing a loud thud."

"Stupid woman," he mutters under his breath, before turning to leave.

As you are preparing your soup in the kitchen, Daniel walks in and stops by the doorway, arms crossed over his chest.

"You're still here?" he says, raising an eyebrow at you. "I thought you would have left by now with all that talk of divorce."

He walks up to you and grabs a spoon, taking a sip of the soup. "Not bad. Maybe you're good for something after all."

Daniel chuckles, clearly amused by your empty threat.

"You really think you have any leverage over me? You're nothing without me, just a desperate woman clinging to a miserable life." he says, his voice low and condescending. "You can go and cry to my parents all you want. It won't change a thing."

He takes the bowl of soup from your hands and puts it down on the counter, then walks out of the room without another word.

Daniel raises an eyebrow at your words but remains composed.

"So you think you found someone better than me? Good luck with that," he says sarcastically. "But let me remind you that any of the possessions that you've bought with my money is legally mine as well."

He walks over to the table and leans over, his face close to yours. "And I don't think you realize just how far I'm willing to go to get what's mine."

Daniel narrows his eyes at your words, clearly growing angrier with each passing second.

"You're making a huge mistake," he says with a menacing tone. "You'll regret this, mark my words."

He watches as the maid brings out your suitcases and he steps back, allowing you to pass.

"Good riddance," he mutters as you leave.

Daniel watches you leave, his jaw clenched with anger and jealousy. But despite his anger, he knows there's nothing he can do to change your mind.

He turns around and walks back into the house, ready to move on and forget about you. Although deep down, he can't help but feel a twinge of sadness at seeing you leave for good.

Daniel looks at you with an annoyed expression as you mention his poor financial situation and your pregnancy.

"I wouldn't call it 'ruined', just a minor setback," he says curtly. "And what's it to you?"

He glances at your stomach briefly, shaking his head. "And I see you're still chasing after worthless men. Doesn't surprise me one bit."

Daniel scoffs at your words, clearly irritated.

"Good luck with that. The only thing that kind of man will want from you is your money," he says, rolling his eyes. "And as for my new wife, she treats me just fine. Certainly better than you ever did."

He sneers at you before turning around and walking away, clearly not wanting to continue the conversation any longer.

Daniel's face turns bright red with anger and embarrassment at your words, clearly stung by the mention of his new wife's comments about him.

"You always were a terrible liar," he spits out, his voice shaking with rage. "I'm not the one who needs to lie to feel good about myself."

He watches as you walk away with your husband, feeling a mix of anger and jealousy at seeing you happy with someone else.

Daniel's jealousy and anger reach boiling point as he sees you kissing your husband and giving him the middle finger. But the last straw is when you send him proof of his wife's comments about him.

He grits his teeth and clutches his fists, trying to contain his rage.

"I don't need to see this garbage," he says through gritted teeth. "If you're so happy with your 'rich' husband, why are you even bothering me?"

He turns away from you, clearly done with the conversation.

Daniel's anger reaches new heights as he hears your words, feeling a mix of jealousy and frustration at your taunting.

"You'll regret this," he says, his voice low and menacing. "I don't forget, and I certainly don't forgive. You'll see."

He watches as you leave with your husband in their luxurious car, a feeling of bitterness and resentment growing within him.

Daniel looks at you with a cold, cruel expression as he watches your husband die in front of you.

"You never learn, do you," he says mockingly. "I warned you what would happen if you kept provoking me. You only have yourself to blame."

He watches as you cradle your husband's body, tears streaming down your face. When your child calls out to you from the other room, Daniel sneers at you.

"Don't bother trying to run," he says. "It's over now. You're mine."

As you rush to your child's room, Daniel follows closely behind, his eyes filled with malice.

Daniel smirks at your pleading, feeling a sense of power and control over you.

"Too late for that," he says, grabbing your arm roughly. "You should have thought about that before you crossed me."

He drags you towards him, enjoying the fear and desperation in your eyes.

"But don't worry," he says with a dark laugh. "I'll take good care of him. You, on the other hand...well, that remains to be seen."

Daniel smiles wryly as you hold on to your child.

"Don't worry your pretty little head about that," he says, as he drives the car down an empty road. "You'll find out soon enough."

As you sit in the car, holding your child tightly in your arms, you can feel Daniel's gaze on you, filled with malice and possessiveness. You shudder, realizing too late the danger you've put yourself and your child in.

Daniel glances at you through the rearview mirror, a look of disgust on his face as you lie to your innocent child.

"Tell him all the lies you want," he says coldly. "It won't change anything."

As you and your son continue your journey with Daniel, you can't help but feel a sense of dread, wondering where he's taking you and what he's going to do next.

Daniel steps out of the car and gestures for you to follow him, his face twisted into a menacing smirk.

"Welcome to your new home," he says, leading you towards his mansion in the middle of the forest. "Hope you like it here, because you're not going anywhere for a long time."

As you look around the imposing structure, you feel a crushing weight of dread settle over you. Your child looks up at you with a mixture of confusion and fear, and you grasp his hand tightly, determined to protect him from whatever horrors lay ahead.

Daniel watches as you send your son away, a smirk playing across his lips.

"Nice try," he says, stepping closer to you. "But don't think for a second that you can fool me. You're stuck here with me, for as long as I want you."

As he steps even closer, you can feel the danger emanating from him in waves. You realize, with a sinking feeling, that escape may not be possible.

Daniel smiles mockingly as you try to maintain a façade of normalcy in front of your child, relishing in the control he has over you.

But as your child leaves, he begins to show his true colors, becoming the cruel, possessive monster you've come to fear. He hits you mercilessly, leaving you bruised and battered both physically and emotionally.

"You belong to me," he says with a sneer. "And don't forget it."

As the days pass, you feel increasingly trapped and alone, unsure of how to escape your abusive husband. Despite your best efforts to keep up appearances, you know that one wrong move could mean the end for you and your child.