After the death of her father, Layla Torres lost all she had and was forced to work multiple jobs to feed and keep her dying mother alive. A one-night stand with Alexander King, the renowned and youngest billionaire in Las Vegas changes her story. For the first time in her life, she allowed a man to touch her. A stranger! Alexander King, the strikingly gorgeous multi-billionaire, felt attracted to a woman for the first time after so many years of nursing heartbreak from his first love. After much pressure from his grandmother and threats from his father to marry him off to the spoilt granddaughter of the Rogers against his will, he then looked for Layla and made a contract marriage proposal to her. Layla had no choice but to accept because of the huge benefits attached to it. But will she be able to keep to the terms of the contract? What will Alex do when he realizes he has fallen in love with his fake bride? Find out for yourself!
View MoreAlexander's POVMy eyes widened in shock as the figure emerged from the shadows. I couldn't shake off the feeling of fear and danger.I am Alexander King! I can't be scared of my fellow man who might just be pulling a prank.But my confidence dissipated when he brought out a sharp long knife, dripping with blood. I shuddered in fear, as a chill ran down my spine."Who are you?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady.My first instinct was to shield Layla from this deadly looking man. I pulled her behind me and I could feel her breath fanning my back.I should have listened to her!The figure chuckled, a cold, gloomy sound. "I'm someone who's been watching you for a long time, Alex. Someone who knows all about your dirty little secrets."I took a step back, my eyes darting towards my mother's motionless body. "What do you want?"The figure took a step closer, its smile growing wider. "Oh, I think you know. I want what's mine. And I'll stop at nothing until I get it."I felt so vuln
Layla's POV“What are you doing?!” I screamed at Alex, seeing the way he smashed his phone.His temper has gotten worse! Is it because of the accident he had?He looked at me, standing to his feet. “I think something happened to my mom!” “Calm down, Alex.” I caressed his shoulders. He shoved my hands away. “You keep telling me to calm down!” I glared at him. “Cos that's the only way you can resolve your issues, not by getting mad!”“Okay,” he took a few deep breaths.“Good, now call your grandmother,” I said and he looked at the already destroyed phone, regretting his actions. “It's already destroyed.” He pouted.I rolled my eyes. “Take mine.” I handed my phone over to him.He dialed Emilia's number and she picked on the second ring. “Grandma, I think something’s happened to my mother.” He complained. He looks very worried.After all she did, he still cares about her! I clenched my fist in anger.I looked up at him and his expression says it all, his grandmother isn't interested at
Alexander's POVLayla is taking too long, it's been five hours now since she left the house. What if something bad had happened to her. She has never left my presence for this long, no matter how pressing the matter was.I stood up and wore my clothes quickly. I dialed Larry's number, “give me the location of Layla's grandmother's house.” I ordered and he sent it to me immediately.I drove quickly to the place, only to encounter a horrifying sight. A middle aged woman was running towards Layla with alarming speed. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I sighted the sharp knife in her hand.“Layla!” I shouted. Jumping out of the car, I rushed to Layla, who stood glued to a spot. She must have been shocked.I pushed Layla out of the way and I felt the sharp knife pierce through my stomach. The woman stood frozen, looking at me as blood oozed out of my belly.“Alex!” Layla screamed, her tone, a mixture of pain and agony. “Not again!” She thundered. I slumped on the floor feeling
Layla's POVWhat does she mean by he killed his own mother? I wondered as I eavesdropped on their conversation. I glued my ears to the door as I heard Alex's grandmother sob.I tiptoed after Alex earlier, he was in a hurry that he didn't notice someone silently following him.“What!” Alex hundred. He must have been taken aback by such revelation.“What do you mean, I killed my mother?” He asked, his voice shaking.Alex's grandmother blew her nose, “you were still a young boy at that time. It must have been out of anger. Since your father just died, we thought you might be grieving.” She paused for a while and I couldn't hold myself, I became impatient. Go on! I thought.“Your mother never cared for you when you were a child. She never loved your father, it was an arranged marriage by your grandfather, but the both of them never loved each other. It was always from one quarrel to another. You practically grew up with me. I had to look after you. Your father loved you dearly. There's no
Alexander's POVThe woman dragged me out of the hall. I paused, snatching my hands away from hers. “What's going on woman?” I asked. She paused and looked at me, her eyes filled with tears and affection.Who is this woman? And she says she knows my mother?She touched my face, her soft hands, cold on my skin. “How time flies.” She said as tears flowed down her cheek and strangely, it broke my heart.It felt like I had known her for a long time.“Who are you?” I asked, looking suspiciously at her.She smiled, “I just came to see you, Alex.”I shifted away from her. “For what? I barely know you.” I started, furrowing my brows.She wiped her tears with the back of her palm. “Your mother is alive, Alex and she needs you badly.”I squinted my eyes. “What?” I thundered, not believing my ears.Larry clearly told me that my mother was deceased when he was telling me about my past. “My mother's dead, woman. Get away from me!” I pushed her away and she staggered and fell to the ground.“No, Ale
Layla's POVShould I admit that I'm falling in love with this new side of Alex? I feel like I'm experiencing our love for the second time."It's no time to celebrate yet, let's move!" Larry exclaimed, interrupting our moment.Alex frowned. "Can you please stop interrupting us, Larry? What's your problem?"Alex turned to me and asked, "Is he really my friend?"I just smiled, not wanting to get involved in their conversation.Larry apologized, bowing his head slightly. "I'm sorry, boss. I didn't mean to interrupt. I'm just being cautious. There might be someone in the crowd trying to harm you."Alex looked around, as if searching for potential threats. "Really?" he asked me, and I nodded in agreement."That's how many enemies you have," I said.Alex sighed. "Let's go, then."As we entered the car, my phone buzzed with a message. I sighed when I saw who the sender was - my grandmother, still demanding money. I had already given her the funds for her surgery, and she was living comfortabl
Alexander's POVThe meeting grew more heated by the minute. "He's not your real father?" a shareholder asked, looking confused."What do you mean?" a bespectacled man demanded, slamming his fist on the table. "What's going on, Mr. Ryan King?"My father smiled smugly at me. "Don't mind my ignorant son. He's lost his memories, so he's prone to saying nonsense. Don't believe a word he says. He's still my son, after all."I felt a surge of anger at his words. How could he deny the truth like this?"I'm telling you, he's not my real father!" I insisted. "And I have proof!"The room fell silent, with all eyes on me. My father's smile disappeared for a moment before he regained his composure."Proof?" he repeated. "I'd love to see it."I hesitated, realizing I had no proof.How do I defend myself against this heartless bastard? I wondered.I have no memory of my past, and I don't know of truly I had sexually harassed this receptionist.My eyes became filled with tears as I was stuck between
Layla's POVMy mind hasn't been at rest since Alex left the house. I placed a call to him but I was forwarded to voicemail.All these scenarios that have been unfolding lately are already making me tired.Can't we just have a day of rest and true happiness? I wondered.Larry's call came through, interrupting my thoughts and I picked immediately.“What's going on? Why is Alex not picking his calls?” I bombarded him with questions.He heaved a sigh. “He instructed me to wait in the car so that he'll handle things himself.” He replied.“And you obeyed?” I slammed, not believing my ears. “There's nothing I could have done, " Layla calmed down. He is Alexander King, he will fix himself.” he said.I let out a sigh to calm my nerves. “What if he's already been removed?” “That can't happen, we already have a plan.” He replied and I hung up.I can't just stay idle, I have to do something. I thought as I picked up the car keys and headed for the King's ancestral mansion.When I arrived, I ali
Alexander's POVThe driver’s tone suggests that I'm being a coward, even though I didn't understand what they were talking about.I have responsibilities to face, and using my memory loss as an excuse won't help. I need to take action and stop making excuses, instead of just sitting around feeling helpless.“But how?” Layla asked, looking at me with great concern.I never trusted her at first when she confessed to being my wife. I had thought she married me because of my status, but with the way she stood up against the old hag and with how attracted I felt towards her earlier, I couldn't doubt anymore.“With your help,” I replied. “You will tell me everything about me, and you,” I pointed at Larry. “You will tell me everything about the company, showing me the pictures of the workers, their names and positions and how they got there.”“Okay, boss.” He nodded. Then his face became sad. “Including the bad memories, boss?” I hesitated for a while, “yes,” I nodded.“Okay, let's get to b
Layla's POVIn the ancestral mansion of the wealthy and influential Torres family, a shocking and unimaginable incident was unfolding.The rain poured down heavily as screams and shattering of glasses could be heard."Mom!" I shrieked, my voice piercing the air as I witnessed a shocking scene unfold before my eyes. My grandmother's face was twisted in a fierce scowl as she violently pushed my mother, her words cutting deep like a knife."Leave this place, you slut!" she bellowed, her voice echoing through the halls. "Oh, you think we didn't know? You seduced my son into marrying you just to inherit his properties. You poverty-stricken being!" The venom in her words was palpable, her anger and resentment boiling over like a pot left unattended.We've pretended for far too long," my grandmother's voice dripped with hostility, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "Now that my son is dead, you'll leave this house with nothing! You came here with nothing, but you've managed to produce
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