Married to the Billionaire Demon
Language: en
After three years of a completely loveless marriage of convenience. The day I finally handed him the divorce papers. He simply nodded and said, "Okay." But right above his head, a glowing text box—like a Twitch chat—suddenly appeared: [You psychotic yandere. You already had the custom-sized chains and toys installed in the basement for her, why are you pretending to be a gentleman?!] [Oh, girl... the second you sign those papers, you're going to wake up in a soundproof room negative-distance away from the guy you hate most.] [Yesss! The captivity arc is finally happening! This is gonna be…