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Chapter 18

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The day extends on in a blur of meetings, calls, and vast reports. I sit in the extensive front room of our penthouse, the quietness weighty in the air.

Alexander hasn't spoken a lot today, and when he does, everything,without a ddoubtt, revolves around business. His psyche is consumed by the domain he's endeavoured to work in while I sit on the outskirts, a mere observer of a life I’m no longer sure I’m a part of.

“Leila, did you get the numbers from the New York team?” Alexander asks, not looking up from his phone as he paces the room, his face etched in concentration.

I look up, alarmed by his abrupt inquiry. I've developed used to his distraction with work, but the distance between us feels more articulated today. "Yes, I have them," I express, standing from the lounge chair to recover the files. I hand them over to him, feeling the cold air between us deepen.

He barely acknowledges the gesture, scanning the papers quickly, then tossing them aside without a second thought. “We nee
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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 19

    The weight of everything presses down on me like a stone sitting on my chest. I wake up in the morning, gazing at the roof, and briefly, I keep thinking about whether any of this — the wedding, the commitments, the moving tides of my new life — are genuine.Alexander's side of the bed is cold once more, and the space between us feels more critical now than it did even only a couple of days prior.I swing my legs off the bed and press my palms against the cool surface of the end table, steadied by the quietness of the room. The calm is frightening. I long for when quietness felt consoling, not choking. Maybe the quietness has turned into a wall between us, a barrier I’m unsure how to break through anymore.I hear the soft sound of footsteps outside our bedroom door, and a moment later, it creaks open. I don’t even have to look up to know it’s him—Alexander. He’s standing there, a shadow in the doorway, his expression unreadable. He’s dressed for another day at the office, but the lin

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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 20

    The apartment is silent, the main sound being the far-off murmur of the city underneath. I stand by the huge window, watching the lights gleam somewhere far off, a sign of how far I am from the existence I once knew. All that feels like it's changing, but, nothing appears to change by any means. Alexander hasn't spoken a lot throughout the night. The pressure between us has developed thick, more unmistakable than at any other time in recent memory.The heaviness of his quiet lingers palpably, making it harder to relax.I turn around and find him standing by the bar, gazing at the glass in his grasp as though the main thing sounds good to him at this moment. His jaw is tight, his shoulders firm. I realize something's wrong. However, he's never been great at sharing what's inside."Alexander," I say, my voice milder than expected, attempting to overcome any barrier between us. "We want to talk."He doesn’t look up, just swirls the amber liquid in his glass. The movement is almost mechan

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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 21

    I never imagined I’d find myself standing in the middle of Alexander’s sleek, glass-walled conference room. The air buzzes with anticipation, voices murmuring in clipped tones as his team files in, carrying laptops and notepads, ready for another high-stakes meeting. I’m not here to watch anymore. Today, I’m stepping in.The moment I push open the door, every conversation halts. Heads turn. Eyes widen. I can feel the weight of their gazes pressing down on me, a mix of surprise and thinly veiled scepticism.“Mrs. Hawke,” one of the assistants says, her voice hesitant but polite. “We weren’t expecting you.”I hold my chin high, willing my nerves to steady. “I’m here to help,” I say simply, my tone firm enough to leave no room for debate.Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Alexander standing near the head of the table. His expression is unreadable, his dark eyes locked on me as if trying to decipher my intentions. His usual cool, detached demeanour is intact, but I don’t miss the fain

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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 22:

    The sharp hum of the elevator fills the silence as I ascend to the top floor of Alexander’s corporate fortress. My palms are clammy, clutching a leather-bound notebook like a shield. The glassy walls of Hawke Enterprises loom around me, their sheer perfection a stark contrast to the tangle of nerves inside me.I’ve spent the morning studying—scrutinizing reports, Googling business jargon I barely understood a week ago, and reviewing every word Alexander let slip in his cold, clipped tones. Now, as I stand on the precipice of something new, I feel a strange mixture of dread and determination. I refuse to be invisible anymore, not here, not to him.When the elevator dings and the doors slide open, I step into the executive suite. The air is heavy with the scent of polished wood and faint cologne, a space meticulously crafted to reflect Alexander’s precision and power. Heads turn as I walk past, employees exchanging subtle glances. I pretend not to notice.“Mrs. Hawke,” a young assistant

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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 23

    The tension in the boardroom is palpable, a storm brewing just below the polished surface of smiles and tailored suits. I sit at the long glass table, my notebook open in front of me, pen poised to jot down notes. But it’s not the data on the projection screen that’s got my attention. It’s the subtle shift in the room—the glances exchanged, the murmurs behind cupped hands. I’m not supposed to be here. At least, that’s what the board members seem to believe. Alexander’s seat at the head of the table is empty. He’s running late—something about a last-minute call—but his absence feels strategic and deliberate. Maybe he wants to see how I’ll handle this without him.The murmuring grows louder. One of the older men at the table, James Troughton, clears his throat and leans forward, his salt-and-pepper hair slicked back to perfection.“Mrs. Hawke,” he begins, his tone polite but dripping with condescension. “I must admit, it’s... unexpected to see you here. I wasn’t aware Alexander had de

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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 24

    The air snaps with pressure as I step into Alexander's office. The standard quiet and control he transmits are gone, replaced by a storm of barely restrained fury. He’s pacing in front of his desk, phone in hand, as his associate drifts apprehensively close to the entryway.“Cancel my afternoon meetings,” Alexander snaps without turning upward. The associate hastens away, leaving us alone.I delay the slightest bit, uncertain whether to talk. But, the pressure in the room is choking, and I can't keep quiet. "What's happening?"He, at last, quit, pacing, his sharp look locking onto mine. "Did you see it?""See what?"Without a word, he gets the remote and turns on the television mounted on the wall. The screen blazes to life, and my stomach beats as the title looks across the base: "Alexander Hawke Accused of Corporate Corruption: Anonymous Whistleblower Speaks Out."The camera slices to a grainy film of Alexander leaving a structure, surrounded by reporters shouting questions. His fa

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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 25

    In this scene, the dance hall is loaded up with the soft tones of individuals talking, the commotion of champagne woodwinds being tapped against one another and behind the scenes, a delicate tune is being played by a group of four which is situated in a corner. The lights from the ceiling fixtures make a warm yellow hue that enlightens the floor and beams on the ladies' dresses. This is the sort of climate that overflows riches and I have never been agreeable in such a situation.But tonight is different. This evening, I'm not only here to notice.I filter the room, taking note of the unobtrusive change in energy as I stroll through the group. Individuals go to take a gander at me, they look sharp and inquisitive. Murmurs echo through the air, faint but undeniable. I get pieces of discussion — Alexander's name, "embarrassment," and expressions bound with pity or scorn.I take a full breath, compelling myself to stand taller. This isn't just about me any longer. It's about Alexander, a

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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 26

    The silence of the penthouse feels heavier than usual tonight. The far off murmur of the city is stifled by the thick walls, and the shine of the horizon channels through the glass windows, creating faint shaded areas on the cleaned floors. It's late — unreasonably late for both of us to still be awake—but sleep seems like an impossible luxury.I sit on the rich lounge chair in the parlor, nursing some tea that has since gone cold a long time ago. My laptop lays on the foot stool before me, its screen sparkling with pages of research I’d hoped would distract me. But my focus keeps slipping, drawn back to the storm that’s been brewing between Alexander and me.The outrage. The meeting room obstruction. The stifling strain to prove myself while navigating a marriage that feels more like a combat zone than a partnership. It's completely turned into a knot of feelings I can't disentangle.A weak commotion draws my attention. Footsteps— consistent and conscious — reverberation delicately a

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  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 172

    You’d think after everything we’ve been through, we’d know how to keep our promises.I stood in the middle of our kitchen, barefoot, wrapped in one of Alexander’s oversized shirts. The silence in the penthouse was loud—only broken by the hum of the refrigerator and the dull buzz of my phone on the counter. Again.Work messages. At nearly midnight.The trip had ended three days ago. Three perfect, disconnected, sun-drenched days where we remembered what we were without the world pulling us in opposite directions. But the second we landed, the floodgates opened.He’d already broken our no-work-after-seven rule twice. I’d ignored it the first time. Justified the second. But now?Now I was pissed.I didn’t hear him walk in until his voice cut through the quiet like a wire snapping.“You’re still up?”I turned, crossing my arms. “That’s your opening line?”Alexander stilled, already sensing the storm brewing in me. He looked tired—no, wrecked—but I didn’t let it soften me this time.“I had

  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 171

    "Just when we thought we had it all figured out, life threw us a curveball wrapped in dollar signs."The morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of our penthouse, casting a deceptive calm over the chaos brewing beneath. Alexander sat at the dining table, a thick dossier open before him, his brow furrowed in concentration. The sight was both familiar and unsettling."Leila," he began, his voice measured but tinged with an undercurrent I couldn't quite place. "We need to discuss this proposal."I set down my coffee, the rich aroma suddenly nauseating. "Another one? Didn't we agree to take a step back after the last project nearly consumed us?"He sighed, rubbing his temples. "I know. But this... this is different. It's a partnership offer from Global Innovations. The potential here is massive."I approached, glancing over his shoulder at the documents. The figures were staggering, the kind that could solidify our company's position at the pinnacle of the industry. But

  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 170

    "Love isn't tested in the calm; it's forged in the storm."I stood at the edge of our penthouse balcony, the city lights stretching out like a sea of stars beneath me. The cool breeze did little to calm the storm brewing inside.Alexander's voice broke through my thoughts. "Leila, what's going on?"I turned to see him leaning against the doorway, concern etched on his face. His presence, usually so grounding, now felt like a lifeline."It's Daniel," I began, my voice barely steady. "He's back, and with him, all the memories I've tried to forget."Alexander's eyes narrowed. "What does he want?""He says he's in trouble," I replied, wrapping my arms around myself. "But his return has stirred up doubts about who I was... and who I am now."Alexander crossed the space between us, placing his hands on my shoulders. "Your past doesn't define you, Leila. We all have shadows. It's how we move forward that matters."Tears welled up, blurring my vision. "But what if those shadows catch up? What

  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 169

    "Just when you think you've buried your past, it has a way of knocking on your front door."The morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of our penthouse, casting a golden glow over the minimalist decor. I stood at the kitchen island, nursing a cup of coffee, its rich aroma filling the air. Alexander sat across from me, engrossed in the financial section of the newspaper, his brow furrowed in concentration."Anything interesting?" I asked, breaking the comfortable silence.He looked up, a small smile playing on his lips. "Just the usual market fluctuations. Nothing that can't wait."I nodded, taking another sip of my coffee. The tranquility of the moment was shattered by the sharp chime of the doorbell. Alexander and I exchanged puzzled glances; we weren't expecting anyone."I'll get it," I offered, setting my mug down and moving toward the door.As I opened it, my breath caught in my throat. Standing before me was a ghost from my past—Daniel. His once-boyish face was

  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 168

    “Success had always been my compass, but lately, it felt like I was navigating without a map.”I stared at the half-empty espresso cup on the kitchen island. The crema had gone flat, the kind of detail I usually wouldn’t notice. But now it felt like the perfect metaphor for everything that had gone dull lately—even the parts of life that were supposed to taste rich.Leila padded in barefoot, wearing my faded CalTech hoodie and holding a mug of tea. Her hair was a mess, and her cheeks were still pink from sleep, but damn if she didn’t still stop me cold.“You didn’t sleep again,” she said.I gave a non-answer shrug and kept my eyes on the city outside the window.She set her mug down and leaned on the counter, not pressing yet. Just... waiting. That was something she’d learned recently. How to wait for me to come to her instead of dragging it out of me.“I’ve been thinking,” I finally said.“Uh-oh,” she said, smiling a little. “That’s your ‘change the company overnight’ voice.”“No. No

  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 167

    “Grief doesn’t ask permission. It just shows up, wrecks everything, and dares you to clean it up.”It started with silence.Not the peaceful kind. Not the kind where two people sit next to each other and don’t need to fill the space. This was the heavy kind. The kind that sat between us at the dinner table while Alexander pushed food around his plate and pretended to be somewhere else.He hadn’t touched the roasted chicken. I made it from scratch. It used to be his favorite.“You haven’t eaten all day,” I said, not looking up from my own plate. I’d barely taken a bite myself.“I’m not hungry.”"You said that yesterday."He finally looked up. His eyes were dull, rimmed red from nights I knew he wasn’t sleeping through.“Leila,” he said flatly. “Please. Not tonight.”I set my fork down. “It’s been nine nights.”He exhaled sharply and shoved his chair back. “I can't do this right now.”And just like that, he was gone—down the hall, the door to his study clicking shut behind him.At first

  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 166

    "Alex, it's your dad."I heard the change in his voice before I heard the words. He'd just picked up a call—early, too early for it to be anything good. His body stiffened. His shoulders pulled back like someone punched him from behind.I was halfway down the stairs in a T-shirt and one sock when I saw his face.“What’s wrong?” I asked, breath catching.He lowered the phone slowly like it weighed fifty pounds. “It’s my father,” he said. “He’s had a heart attack.”---We didn’t talk much on the drive to the hospital. He gripped the steering wheel like he needed it to keep breathing. I sat there, silent, staring out the window, trying to do something—anything—but think about what it would mean if this went badly.He didn’t need me to talk. Not yet.He just needed me there.---When we got to the hospital, we found Emily pacing outside the ICU. Her face was blotchy. Her hands shook.“They rushed him into surgery two hours ago,” she said, and when Alex hugged her, her voice cracked. “They

  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 165

    "We need to get away."Alexander's voice cut through the ambient hum of our penthouse, his tone resolute.I glanced up from my laptop, fingers hovering over the keyboard. "Away? Now?""Yes, now." He crossed the room, his movements deliberate, and gently closed my laptop. "We've been running on fumes for months, Leila. It's time to hit pause."I leaned back, studying his face—the tension etched in the lines around his eyes, the tight set of his jaw. "And you think a getaway will fix everything?""Not everything," he admitted, perching on the edge of the coffee table opposite me. "But it's a start."I sighed, the weight of unending responsibilities pressing down. "Where would we even go?"A slow smile curved his lips. "Leave that to me."---Two days later, we were airborne on his private jet, destination undisclosed. Alexander reveled in the mystery, his eyerevelledling with unspoken secrets."You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I teased, nudging his shoulder.He chuckled, a rich sound

  • The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride    Chapter 164

    "You can't be serious, Leila."Alexander's voice echoed through our expansive living room, his tone a mix of disbelief and frustration.I stood my ground, meeting his intense gaze. "I am serious. This is my project, and I need to do this on my own."He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture I knew all too well. "Why now? Why this?""Because I need to prove to myself that I can," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside.Alexander sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. "I just don't want to see you get hurt.""I know," I said softly. "But I have to take this risk."---The opportunity had come unexpectedly—a chance to lead a project without Alexander's influence overshadowing me. It was a small tech startup looking for investors, and I saw potential where others saw risk."You're sure about this?" Jessica, my closest confidante and our company's CFO, asked as we reviewed the proposal.I nodded. "Absolutely. This could be the breakthrough I've been waiting for."She raise

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