After discovering her husband's infidelity, Riley Shay is forced into a contracted marriage with ruthless Billionaire, Nicolas King. In exchange for saving his life, he provides her wealth and protection to exact revenge on her ex-husband.
View MoreNicolas’s POV I sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing on my temples. It had been two days since the incident, and I was still trying to piece together what had happened. Ryder, my head of security and main bodyguard, stood a few feet away from me with his arms folded to his chest. "Mr. King, can you tell me what happened the other night? I mean, how did you get shot?” Rydar asked, his voice low and gentle. I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "It was Giovanni's people," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Rydar's eyes narrowed. "Giovanni? What does he have to do with this?" I sighed, feeling a wave of betrayal and anger wash over me. "You know He's been working with my grandfather for years," I explained. "He was his most trusted friend, or so I thought." Rydar's brows furrowed. "What do you mean?" I shook my head. "Giovanni has dirt on his sleeves. He's been playing dirty for years, and my grandfather was blind to it. He thought Giovanni was loyal, but it
Riley’s POV I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling thirsty. I The environment seemed different from the usual before it dawned on me. The events of the previous day came flooding back—the hospital, Ryder, and Mr. King's mansion. I was in Mr. King's mansion, but I had no idea where the kitchen was. I threw off the covers and got out of bed, my bare feet padding softly on the cold floor. I walked to the door and opened it, peeking out into the dark hallway. The mansion was huge, and I had no idea where I was going but then decided to follow my instincts and explore, hopeful I would stumble upon the kitchen. As I reached the stairs, I heard a faint sound of glass shattering on the floor. My heart dropped, and I froze, my ears perked up. The sound seemed to come from a room to my left. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should go check it out or mind my business and work on getting to the kitchen. Yet the curiosity within me was piqued. I slowly marched to the room
Riley’s POV The man pulled me away from the scene and walked us to the ICU, my thoughts still reeling from the events that just transpired. "What's going on?" I ask, trying to pull my wrist free. "Come with me," he says, his grip firm. I stumble after him, confused. "What do you mean 'the Boss's wife'?" I ask, trying to make sense of the situation. The man stops in front of the ICU door and turns to face me. "You're his wife," he says, his eyes narrowing. I shake my head. "No, I'm not. I only signed the papers so he could get surgery. I think there is a misunderstanding," I try to reason, but he remains mute. “Who are you? If you work for the man undergoing surgery, how would you not know who his wife or his family is?” I questioned frustration building up. I don’t know if it was the pregnancy hormones or what, but I suddenly felt infuriated. Speaking of pregnancy, I was supposed to have been done with the abortion procedure. “I do, and for now you’re the only family Mr. Kin
Riley’s POV I walked into the hospital, my hand slightly on my bump. My heart was heavy, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. I had already made up my mind, and there was no going back. I was here to get my abortion pills to end the pregnancy. Asher didn’t want me or my baby; he has Amber now and their child. As I walked down the hallway, I bumped into someone who seemed oddly familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, but I couldn’t point it out. He was covered in blood, with a large stain on his stomach. He held on to me for support, his eyes meeting mine with desperation. His grip on my arm tightened, making my blood run cold, mortified by the situation. "Please," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "You need to help me." Fear clouded my thoughts as he struggled to keep his balance, his eyelids beginning to close. Who was this man, and why was he covered in blood? It’s not every day one decides to be generous; I felt the need to help him, panicke
Riley’s POV Today was the family dinner and our anniversary too. Asher put a hold on the anniversary dinner promising he had something in stored for me after his mum’s party. I didn’t argue or think twice, after all what would we be celebrating for? Lies? And how he has been cheating on me? I put on my best makeup and arrived at Asher’s family’s house right on time. When Asher spotted me, he was momentarily speechless. He walked over and took my hand, looking a little awestruck. Amber’s expression shifted slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and introduced me to her friends, acting all graceful and charming. My mother-in-law, who never liked me, sent me a displeasing glare, which I shrugged off; she didn’t need to worry; I was only here for today. A waiter wheeled in the three-tier cake Asher had ordered for his mother’s birthday, and the atmosphere buzzed with excitement. “Thank you, son." His mother appreciates it as she blows out the candle. Ever
Reily’s POV I sat at the bedside, staring at the new IDs, passport, and plane ticket in front of me. My new identity was Maria Sanchez. I was going to start a new life in Chicago, away from Asher and his new family. I was going to stay with Leo’s friend, who I’d be working for in return for the favor. Just as I was about to put the documents away, I heard the door open. Asher walked in, a smile on his face. "Hey, babe," he said, walking over to me. "What's up?" I quickly hid the documents, trying to play it cool. "Not much," I said, forcing a smile. "Just getting some work done." Asher nodded, sitting down next to me. "I'm glad you're working hard," he said. "I’m proud of you." He grabbed my hands. I looked away, fighting the urge to pull away. Anger surged within me. Knowing that they were the same hands, he touched her wig. I reminded him that our anniversary was tomorrow. "Don’t forget that tomorrow is our anniversary," I said, trying to sound casual. Asher's
Reily’s POV I sat coldly in the doctor's office, my hands clasped tightly together in my lap. The doctor, a kind-faced man with a gentle smile, looked at me with excitement. "Mrs. Wilson I have some great news to share with you," he said, his voice soft and gentle. “Yes?” "You're pregnant." I felt a wave of emotions wash over me, but I couldn't quite process them. I was happy, I thought, happy about the baby growing inside me. But at the same time, I was sad and angry, my mind consumed by thoughts of my husband, Asher, or should I say soon-to-be ex-husband. I am my husband's childhood sweetheart. He never failed to pursue me for two long decades. He loved me like I was his life and cherished me deeply. I had trust issues, especially when it came to men, maybe because my dad dumped my mother when she was diagnosed with last-stage colon cancer like she wasn’t the woman that worshipped him. I have adaptation issues. Asher has been there for me ever since until a
Riley’s POVI was on my way home after a stressful day at the company. I work at my husband’s company as his secretary, and regardless of my poor status, Asher has never shown me otherwise.He loves and cherishes me.Although these past few days have been tough on us, the constant fights and all, I knew it had to do with the company; we’ve been getting losses, and it was hard on him. I was trying to be a supportive wife.I tried to understand.I did.His job was important, and he was providing for us. But I couldn't shake the feeling that we were too distant these days.I growled, walking into the house, the tense air filling my nostrils. The scent that filled the air made my heart drop both in confusion and fear.I marched to the living room, my gaze falling on feminine clothes scattered all over the floor, clothes that certainly weren’t mine.They didn't belong to me.I felt a knot in my stomach as I wondered who they belonged to.Did someone break into the house or what?Asher lef
Riley’s POVI was on my way home after a stressful day at the company. I work at my husband’s company as his secretary, and regardless of my poor status, Asher has never shown me otherwise.He loves and cherishes me.Although these past few days have been tough on us, the constant fights and all, I knew it had to do with the company; we’ve been getting losses, and it was hard on him. I was trying to be a supportive wife.I tried to understand.I did.His job was important, and he was providing for us. But I couldn't shake the feeling that we were too distant these days.I growled, walking into the house, the tense air filling my nostrils. The scent that filled the air made my heart drop both in confusion and fear.I marched to the living room, my gaze falling on feminine clothes scattered all over the floor, clothes that certainly weren’t mine.They didn't belong to me.I felt a knot in my stomach as I wondered who they belonged to.Did someone break into the house or what?Asher lef...
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