Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 199

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Chapter 0199 Sydney's POV I hadn't seen Dylan for two freaking weeks. Two weeks of blessed silence and freedom from his sickening touch and mind games. But I knew the reprieve wouldn't last.

That day, after the dumb test with the unloaded gun, he showered and then we had breakfast t together. An awkward, tension-filled meal where I struggled to keep up the facade of a lovestruck woman while hiding my revulsion. When we finished, he broughtto an impressive mansion on the outskirts of the city.

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He said just a sentence, a sentence that hadtwitching my lips into a weird smile to stop myself from scoffing, "You are now my woman, this place will be your hfrom now on." On the surface, this would have been ideal, as I never wanted him around in the first place. But I needed him close to get to know more about him, make him fall for my act, and most crucially, to monitor his every moye. Distance would make achieving my goal nearly impossible.

Besides, I was starting to get paranoid that this twisted plan might not go exactly as I'd envisioned. Maybe it was a stupid plan from the start, because in this huge, garish mansion, I wasn't the only woman he had stashed away. I was just one of many.

How wonderful it would have been if the other women were simply maids meant to serveand be at my every beck and call. But no, the other women were all Dylan's lovers - sof whom seemed genuinely, disturbingly in love with him. Sad, empty souled creatures. And all I had in this gilded prison was just a single room to call my own.

I was starting to get desperate. I had thought I was playing a finely tuned gof love with the bastard, stringing him along until I could strike. But now, it seemed I was just another of his many playthings, easily discarded, and I had never really gotten anywhere near his twisted heart.

Worse, I couldn't even have the utter peace of mind I should have expected, because the veteran members of his harem were obviously jealous of the new competition. They tried to bullyas the newest concubine, so I was usually in the middle of a shouting fight or physical altercation. There was no way I would let them bullyand go unpunished.

Besides, it was another way of proving to any watchful eyes that I actually loved Dylan, even when he wasn't present. I couldn't count the number of times I've yelled with tic vigor "Dylan is all mine, you bitches!" Who knew who among them was his spy, reporting back my every move.

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But I got tired of the clawing and backbiting after the first three days, as it seemed to be the only thing the women did. It was like a mindless chore - they woke up, bathed, and then cout of their rooms solely to fight and scratch at each other, struggling to win Dylan's fleeting favor and maintain their meaningless status. I started to outrightly ignore their sneers and bitter words. They were meaningless gnats, unworthy of my attention.

I didn't entirely blthem though. With Dylan wearing Lucas' beautiful face, I could understand why swoman might be drawn to his physical appearance alone. Because there was absolutely no way any woman in her right mind would ever fall for his vile, abusive personality unless she too was just as mentally unwell, I didn't want to participate in their vapid ganymore. I was afraid that if I did, I would get hopelessly trapped in the unreasonable struggle for dominance and utterly forget why I was actually here - my thirst. Chapter 0199 for justice. Who knew if there was even another garish mansion filled with more disposable women. somewhere. It would be a fruitless, infinite fight.

So one day, I simply tried to leave the mansion altogether. And strangely, though thankfully, no one stoppedas I calmly strolled out the front gates and into the grounds. Perhaps this isolation from him was another of Dylan's twisted tests?

I suddenly found myself laughing like a crazed person once made it back tomy room-the single room

doubt. that was assigned toin this den of depravity. This had to be ve Dylan's new gauntlet, no

RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.

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