Bound By Fate: The Billionaire's Contract BrideChapter 5: The Unforseen Encounter
The morning sun was gentle, casting a golden hue across the city,the sun filtered through the large windows as Aria sat in the passenger seat of Alexander's sleek black car, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her blouse the material twisting between her fingers. She wasn't nervous, or so she told herself. After all, this wasn't a real marriage—it was just a contract. She couldn't believe how surreal her situation had become. Less than 48 hours ago, she had been running for her life from Ethan, and now she was on her way to the civil registry with Alexander Sinclair, one of the most powerful men in the country, to get a marriage certificate. She could barely catch her breath Alexander's eyes lingered on her for a moment before he returned his focus to the road. His expression was unreadable, calm, and calculated, just like always. The man was a mystery, wrapped in an enigma, and now she was bound to him by a piece of paper. Once they arrived at the civil registry, they were greeted by an official who led them inside. The office was pristine, its sterile walls and cold atmosphere adding to Aria's growing unease. She felt a wave of anxiety wash over her as they were asked to sit down for the official photo that would be part of their marriage documentation. Alexander settled into the chair next to her, his tall, commanding presence making her feel even smaller. The photographer, a middle-aged man with thinning hair, stood in front of them, adjusting his camera. His eyes flicked between them, a slight frown creasing his brow."Could you two... maybe sit a bit closer?" he asked awkwardly, raising his camera. "You're supposed to look like a couple, after all." Aria felt a wave of tension settle over her. Before she could react, she felt Alexander's hand firmly grip her shoulder, pulling her toward him.The sudden warmth of his body against hers made her pulse quicken, The closeness felt unnatural, the air between them thick with unspoken words and lingering discomfort. "Relax, it's just a photo," Alexander murmured under his breath, noticing her discomfort his voice low and unbothered. "There," Alexander said coolly, "Is this better?" The photographer nodded, though there was still a slight look of confusion in his eyes. "Perfect," he muttered before snapping a few pictures. The photographer clicked away, oblivious to the silent struggle in the room. As the flash of the camera went off, Aria swallowed hard, the reality of the situation hitting her. She was now legally bound to this man. Whatever happened from this point forward, their lives would be intertwined, even if it was just for show. Everything seemed like a blur to Aria; Sitting beside Alexander Sinclair in the small office, waiting for the session to come to an end, she glanced down at her lap, her thoughts swirling. "He's so loyal to his grandmother. He can't possibly be a brute," she reassured herself, recalling the nightmare of her last relationship. The memory of her ex-fiancé drugging her to take advantage of her still haunted her After the pictures were taken and the paperwork finalized, Alexander rose to his feet, the marriage certificate now in his hands. He turned to Aria, his face unreadable. "We're visiting my grandmother next," he said, his tone matter-of-fact. "She'll want to see the certificate." Aria nodded, still processing the whirlwind of events. The drive to the hospital was silent, her mind racing with thoughts of what lay ahead. As they drove to the hospital, the silence between them was thick with unspoken words. Aria found herself fidgeting again, and she mentally scolded herself. "Stop being so nervous," she thought. "It's just for a year. You can do this. You need this." The promise of $10,000 a day was enough to push her discomfort aside. She needed this money more than anything, especially if it meant freeing herself from her adoptive father's debts. When they finally reached the hospital ,they were greeted by one of the nurses who led them to Grandma Sinclair's room. Aria's heart ached as they entered. The elderly woman sat in a chair by the window, her frail hands resting in her lap, but her eyes sparkled with joy as soon as she saw them. "Ah, there they are, my lovely newlyweds!" she exclaimed, her voice full of warmth. She held out her arms as they approached. Alexander handed the marriage certificate to his grandmother with a soft smile. "We did it, Grandma. Just like you wanted." The old woman's face lit up, and she clasped the certificate to her chest. "Oh, Alexander, Aria, you don't know how happy you've made me."This is the best gift you could have given me." Her eyes turned misty as she reached for Aria's hand, squeezing it gently. "Now, it's time for you two to give me a great-grandchild." The words hung in the air like a ticking bomb. Aria's eyes widened, and her breath caught in her throat. "Great-grandchild?" she repeated in her mind, feeling the color drain from her face. Her mind scrambled for something to say, but no words came out. She shot a quick glance at Alexander, expecting to see a similar reaction on his face, but to her surprise, he simply smiled at his grandmother, calm and composed. "Grandma, let's take one step at a time." Aria's thoughts spiraled. "Babies?" She hadn't expected that. "This wasn't in the contract," she panicked silently. "He didn't say anything about having children!" Oh no " "What have I gotten myself into!" As the visit drew to a close, Aria excused herself, needing a moment alone. She wandered down the hospital corridor, her mind spinning. "Great-grandchildren? This whole arrangement is getting out of hand," she muttered to herself. "But Grandma won't be happy if she doesn't hold her grandchild." Lost in thought, Aria suddenly bumped into someone in the hallway. "I'm so sorry," she mumbled, raising her head—she froze. Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening as she looked into the cold, familiar face of the man standing before her. Her ex-fiancé.The hospital corridor felt endless as Aria walked down it, her mind still reeling from Grandma Sinclair’s words. Babies. The idea of being responsible for making someone else happy by giving them children hadn’t even crossed her mind when she signed the contract with Alexander. She signed up to be his fake wife, not to start a family. But how could she refuse Grandma Sinclair's innocent wish without raising suspicions?She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t notice the presence of someone as she bumped into him in the hallway. “I’m so sorry,” she mumbled, raising her head—she froze. Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening as she looked into the cold, familiar face of the man standing before her.Her ex-fiancé..** Ethan.**She felt a hand clamp around her wrist and, before she could scream, she was dragged into an empty hospital ward.Aria gasped as she was slammed against the wall, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.Ethan was in hospital clothes, his head
As the sleek black car pulled up to the sprawling Sinclair estate, Aria stared in awe at the grandiose mansion that loomed before her. It wasn’t her first time seeing the Sinclair home, but now, as she stepped out of the car with her new title as Mrs. Sinclair, it felt entirely different. She had entered into this contract thinking she would be able to keep her distance, to play her part while remaining emotionally detached. But the weight of her new role pressed down on her with each passing second.Alexander exited the car first, his tall frame exuding his usual cool confidence, but he paused to help his grandmother out of the backseat. Aria followed, feeling somewhat out of place in her simple dress among the luxury that surrounded her.The moment Grandma’s feet touched the driveway, she reached out, clasping Aria’s hands in her own. Her warm, wrinkled fingers squeezed gently as she smiled up at her. “Welcome home, Aria,” Grandma said, her eyes shining with affection. “This is your
Aria hummed softly to herself as she scrubbed the ground in the front yard, a task she had taken upon herself to please Grandma. Her mind wandered to thoughts of impressing Mr. Sinclair. "Maybe if I show how hardworking I am, he'll be pleased and might even consider raising my salary," she mused, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The joy of potentially making things better for herself was evident in the way she moved, her steps light, and her energy boundless. She was so absorbed in her task and thoughts that she didn’t notice the figure standing a few feet away, watching her with smoldering anger.Jessica had arrived at the Sinclair estate in a fury. After receiving the call from the housekeeper, her chest had been tight with rage and disbelief. She couldn’t fathom how Alexander—"her" Alexander—could possibly marry another woman without her knowledge. Jessica, the daughter of the prestigious David family, had grown up believing she was the only suitable match for Alex
Her heart raced with excitement as she watched them, and without a second thought, she rushed over to Alexander, her hands reaching out to touch his arm. “Alexander!” she exclaimed, a bright smile lighting up her face. “When did you get cured? How are you suddenly able to—”The moment her hand made contact with him, it was as though something snapped. Alexander recoiled, his body stiffening as his breathing quickened. The familiar, overwhelming sensation of panic surged through him, and his hands shot up to his temples, his eyes tightly shut as he struggled to breathe.Jessica’s smile faded instantly, replaced by a look of horror. “Oh no... you’re not cured...” she whispered, stepping back in disbelief as Alexander’s chest heaved with the effort to regain control. The sight of him brought back the harsh reality—he wasn’t cured. He hadn’t gotten over his fear.Panicked, Jessica turned and bolted from the yard, her voice shaking as she called out, “I’ll get help! Don’t worry, Alexander!
Alexander’s doctor, Dr. Hensley, had spent years trying to understand and cure Alexander’s gynophobia, but despite his best efforts, nothing seemed to work. Until now. News of Alexander’s recent relapse, followed by a miraculous recovery without his usual medication, intrigued Dr. Hensley. He couldn’t shake the curiosity that had been gnawing at him since he heard about it. How could Alexander’s condition improve so suddenly? Was it a fluke? Or was there something more? Driven by his relentless pursuit of answers, Dr. Hensley decided to meet with Alexander."Alexander, I'd like you to bring Aria in for a blood test," Dr. Hensley suggested during their call. "I think her presence might have something to do with your recovery, and I want to run a few tests to confirm."Alexander was hesitant. He didn't want to put Aria through any unnecessary medical procedures, but Dr. Hensley assured him it would be quick and harmless, just a simple blood sample. After mulling it over, Alexander reluc
Jessica’s plan had been simmering for days, and today, she was finally ready to put it into motion. She arrived at the Sinclair mansion with a confident stride, her mind set on her mission. Aria had been gaining Alexander’s attention for too long, and Jessica had no intention of letting her keep it. If she couldn’t win Alexander’s heart with her beauty charm, she’d resort to more nefarious means.As she entered the kitchen, she noticed it was empty, except for the pot of soup simmering on the stove.Jessica’s lips twisted into a sneer. “Let’s see how perfect you are after this, Aria,” she whispered under her breath.With a quick glance around to ensure no one was watching, Jessica opened the lid of the soup. She pulled a small container from her purse and sprinkled a fine layer of nut powder into the soup, knowing full well that grandma was highly allergic to nuts. Her lips curled into a satisfied grin as she stirred the soup, ensuring the powder dissolved completely."Oops. Grandma’s
The drive to the hospital was tense, filled with silence and worry. When they arrived, the doctors rushed grandma into the emergency room. Alexander paced anxiously in the waiting room, his mind racing. Jessica sat nearby, her hands clasped together, but inside she was reveling in the chaos she had caused.At the hospital, the silence was suffocating. Aria sat on the edge of a plastic chair, her fingers tightly wound around the hem of her shirt, replaying the events over and over. Alexander stood at a distance, his arms crossed, his jaw set in stone. He hadn’t said a word since they arrived, the tension between them thick and unspoken.After what felt like an eternity, the doctor finally emerged, pulling down his mask. “She’s stable now. You got her here just in time,”A few more minutes, and we might have lost her. She had a severe allergic reaction, but she’s stable now.” he said, offering Alexander a small nod. “But you need to be more careful in the future. Her body is weak, and an
Aria wandered around the hospital premises, trying to clear her mind from the suffocating tension between her and Alexander. His gaze, filled with so much doubt earlier, still weighed heavily on her. She needed space, fresh air—anything to breathe a little easier. But just as she rounded a corner, she froze, her heart dropping at the sight of someone she least expected to see."Ethan?" she said in disbelief, her voice tight. He stood in her path, his lips curling into a smirk that made her skin crawl."Aria," Ethan drawled, stepping forward. "Long time, no see."Her heart raced with frustration. "Why are you stalking me again?" she demanded, crossing her arms defensively. "I’ve told you before, I have nothing to say to you. Leave me alone."Ethan chuckled, but there was no warmth in his eyes. "Stalking? Come on, don’t be so dramatic. I’m just here for what’s mine.""I don’t owe you anything," Aria snapped, turning to leave. But before she could take more than a few steps, Ethan’s hand
Mandy sat in the guest room, looking outside at the pool. Across from her, Janet sat down on the bed, staring at her sister impatiently with her arms crossed. “We need to make fast moves,” Janet said, her voice sharp. “With every moment that Aria is alive, every second she remains as Alexander's wife is a very big problem for us.” Mandy exhaled, folding her hands. “I understand but this isn’t some small backwards town anymore. Janet, we’re in a major metropolis, everything we do leaves a trace.” “And so what? We’ve covered up others so this shouldn’t pose too big a problem.” Janet replied nonchalantly. Mandy shook her head. “Not like this. This is not twenty years ago. People weren’t walking around with mobile cameras. Streets didn’t have traffic cameras and the police weren’t tracking digital footprints the way they’re doing now. We don’t even need to slip up to get caught.” Janet sat forward, “So what’s your great plan? Neck if we can’t erase her completely from the picture, no
Alexander adjusted his cuff links as he got into his black SUV, checking his wrist watch for the time. It was three in the afternoon, Lucas slid into the seat beside him, scrolling through his phone. “We need to make progress today, we need to have something tangible.” Alexander said as the car pulled out of the Sinclair estate. “I agree, Young Master. There’s no time to waste, we’ve been a step behind now it’s time to switch things up.” Lucas said. The driver maneuvered the car smoothly through the city streets to Sinclair Enterprises Headquarters, in the heart of the financial district. Alexander’s security detail had already been alerted by Lucas that he and Alexander were on their way. They opened the doors for them as they stepped out, moving straight to the private elevator that led directly to the high tech security wing of the building otherwise known as the Tech Division. As they entered the wing, a team of data analysts, cyber specialists and intelligence experts straig
Frieda sat comfortably in the plush leather seat of the private jet, sipping on freshly squeezed juice that had been served to her in a pretty glass. A beautiful air hostess stood nearby, offering her anything she wanted, whether it was another drink or some fruits, anything she needed. This was first class and extra treatment, is this what Aria has been enjoying? I am in Heaven, she thought. Every time she took a look around, there was something else that she hadn’t seen before. This was the only flight she had ever entered with no turbulence, the extravagance was screaming off the roof. What truly amazed her was Alexander himself. He sat across from her, dressed in a nice tailored suit, and was reading off his tablets, some documents from work. He didn’t even look up at her. Frieda frowned slightly. Hensley had told her that he was really close to Aria so she had expected a lot more than he was doing now. She found consolation in the fact that Alexander had been doting on her a
Dr. Hensley stood over Aria, watching her as she lay unconscious. She tapped her fingers on the steel table beside her gurney. Her face was getting paler but there was nothing that he could do about that, he couldn’t let her wake up anytime soon. The intravenous drip that supplied nutrients was basically just to make sure that she was getting enough nutrients to stay alive and healthy to an extent. His phone buzzed on the work counter, he moved to pick it up, it was a text. “Alexander and I arrive tomorrow. Don’t forget the gift.” A smile spread across his lips, things were working out rather well. The only plan left was how to eventually exchange Aria for Frieda when he was done with her. Hensley checked the machines monitoring Aria’s vitals. They showed that she was steady, though she was noticeably weaker than she had been a short while ago. He wasn’t too concerned with her, she could last a little longer and as long as she was stable, he would keep up his work. The only thing
Dr. Hensley stood over Aria, watching her as she lay unconscious. She tapped her fingers on the steel table beside her gurney. Her face was getting paler but there was nothing that he could do about that, he couldn’t let her wake up anytime soon. The intravenous drip that supplied nutrients was basically just to make sure that she was getting enough nutrients to stay alive and healthy to an extent. His phone buzzed on the work counter, he moved to pick it up, it was a text. “Alexander and I arrive tomorrow. Don’t forget the gift.” A smile spread across his lips, things were working out rather well. The only plan left was how to eventually exchange Aria for Frieda when he was done with her. Hensley checked the machines monitoring Aria’s vitals. They showed that she was steady, though she was noticeably weaker than she had been a short while ago. He wasn’t too concerned with her, she could last a little longer and as long as she was stable, he would keep up his work. The only thing
“We’re heading back to the city, she comes with us tomorrow whether she’s on board or not.” Alexander said as they passed through the hallway. As they approached Frieda’s room, Alexander moved his shoulders, masking whatever emotion he was going through before putting on a practiced calm. He felt Lucas’s eyes on him, always watching in case he was needed to come in. When they entered, Frieda was seated by the window of her room, the remnants of her meal on the side table of the bed and the note that Alexander had sent her earlier neatly folded by the tray. She looked up with a smile Alexander knew was too perfect, her eyes lit up at the sight of them. “You’re back,” she said softly, her tone laced with a sweetness that Alexander knew was a lie. “Of course, I told you I’d be back.” Alexander replied, stepping closer to her. “I’m sorry I’m late though.” Lucas stayed in the corner of the hospital room, watching intently but making sure he wasn’t obvious. “So, how are you feeling ri
The case file in his hands, Alexander placed it on his lap not knowing if he should quite go through it in the car or at the apartment. Lucas looked through the mirror at Alexander, noticing the tension, Alexander had looked like he was going to rip through the whole case file just moments ago but now his hands hovered over it, hesitant. “Young Master, do you want to look at it now or wait until we get to the apartment perhaps?” Lucas finally asked, breaking the silence in the car.Alexander didn’t answer immediately, he let go of all the air in his lungs, as he traced the edges of the case file. “I think I’d prefer to look at it when we get to the apartment.” He said in a low tone “I don’t think I can do this in the car.” Lucas nodded, “Drive to the apartment…” he mentioned to the driver. Back at the apartment, Lucas looked on as Alexander sat on the table with the case file, the paper looked crisp. The title on the first page read: “Alexander Sinclair - Missing Child Report, 19
The underground laboratory smelled of sweat and chemicals as Dr. Hensley wiped his brow of sweat. His hands trembled slightly, the paralyzed goon lay slumped on the floor near his workbench. The body of the guy was a dead weight that was becoming more trouble for Hensley. “Damn it! You could have tried to attack me towards that area, that way it would have been easier to move you.” Hensley complained. He gripped the man under the arm and attempted to lift him but the man’s size and bulk made the task almost impossible, but Hensley had no choice but to keep trying. Even though no one would stumble on the body in the laboratory, he liked to be able to move easily around his own side of the laboratory. “You could have just left or better still put a call through. I’d have paid you and moved on but now look at you.” He grumbled to the goon on the floor, he dragged the limp figure toward the corner of the lab. The man’s head lolled left and right as he blinked slowly, the only indicatio
Back at the diner, Alexander, Lucas and the driver were finishing their meal when the driver wiped his mouth with a napkin and cleared his throat. “Sir, if I may say something, I might have a suggestion….” Alexander looked up from his meal, a bit intrigued. “Okay. A suggestion about what?” “Well,” the driver started. “I’ve been in the car with you on your different outings since you got here and I hope I’m not overstepping but if you’re trying to jog your memories, there are a couple of inner places that might help.” “Okay. What types of places are you talking about?” “Old places, There’s the old townhouse on Elm Street, it’s still standing and then there’s also the town school. People use the path through the schoolyard to get to the football field so it could be worth a look.” Lucas took a glance at Alexander. “What do you think?”Alexander wiped his mouth with a napkin before nodding. “It’s worth a try.” Lucas sorted the bill and they headed out, the afternoon sun added a la