All Chapters of Mr. CEO's Amazing Contract Wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

James could discern that Monica would not believe him even if he told her the truth. Even he had heard the name once and it wasn't from Sly, but his mother but he never knew the details either. The only thing he recalls is Sly talking about how broken-hearted he was when they first met.They were just pouring each other's woes. However, he had also come to the understanding that Sly never opens up about things that hurt him. That was Sly and they moved on like that. Nobody wanted to visit the past anyway. It was as good as dead and James, just like Sly, wanted the past as buried as it was supposed to."Will you believe me if I tell you that I don't know? Where did you even hear the name?"Of course, Monica did not believe him but she didn't show it. "One of Sly's friends mentioned it at the event and Sly seemed to be in a daze. I realized that the person had strong leverage on him.""That is where you are wrong, Monica. From all indications, Claudia was h

Defeat covered Monica. She was still in a trance. What just transpired between them? Is this what Sly's anger felt? He was so intimidating, dominant, and uncondescending. She still felt her body spark in response at the mere thought of Sly. She felt a sensation between her thigh and wondered what it would feel like if he were inside her. Since when did she begin being a pervert? Reality swayed on her when she saw the torn jeans on the floor. She got rid of it and got herself a pair of shots. She vowed to herself that she would not give in to Sly till he loved her the same. This has prepared her for what is ahead.She went for the door but it was locked. Why did he lock her inside the room? He had never done that before. Monica's mind was in chaos when she pressed the alarm but there was no sound or Sly must have purposely deactivated it.Sly drove to James' mansion immediately after he left the villa. It was a forty-four minutes journey but Sly got there in twenty minute

Sly woke up to a sleeping Monica. She looked so peaceful in her sleep that he didn't want to disturb her. He went to get breakfast. Monica woke up a few minutes after Sly stepped out of the door. The room was engulfed with Sly's fragrance but he wasn't there. For the first time, she realized she was naked under the blanket, which was very unusual but she also felt sore in her core and it wasn't difficult to remember all the events of yesterday. The memory came flooding like the rain, thunder, and lightning. Catching sight of the bloodstains on the bed, she was disappointed with herself. She enjoyed the feel Sly gave her but never had she intended to go all the way. She didn't only lose her heart but her virginity too. Drop of tears lining the corners of her eyes began to fall down her cheeks. The future was blare. This was just a contract or so was it to be, but how could she lose everything? At the thought of it, she couldn't accept her fate. She went to the bathroom and soaked her

Warning: Mature content below. Monica was suddenly lost in thought that she didn't realize when Sly slipped his hand into her shirt. She instantly shoved it away. "Hey, watch it."Sly smirked. "It's no longer a contract. This is our fate. We are married so are you really gonna deny me?" Sly grimaced before adding on, "On second thoughts, today is our official married day and this should be like a honeymoon right?" Sly winked.Monica was blushing as she pouted, "It's not that. It's just that the last time was extremely painful."Sly frowned. His eyes darkened at his lack of self-control last night. "I'm sorry about that. I got carried away. How about we try it one more time? I promise you will enjoy every bit of it and if you don't, I promise not to bring it up again," Sly assured. He knew last night was her first time, which was why she felt so much pain. Therefore, he didn't waver in his promise.However, despite his assurance, Monica was still h

Monica turned to the sound of the voice, meeting the gaze of a blonde woman with hazel eyes. Her features were very much Similar to Dickson, except for the eye color. Dickson's eyes were as green as Sly's. She was clad in pure silk satin pajamas and looked utterly refined and younger than her age. If Monica couldn't tell by her resemblance to Dickson that this was Sly's mother, she would have graded her no more than thirty, age-wise. She was a petite frame and exhumed an arrogant aura, which made Monica groped and displaced.Comparing this woman to her mum would be a completely impossible task. They had absolutely nothing in common. She could understand what Sly had gone through living with this woman over the years. Whichever way, Monica did not utter a word. It was in Sly's place to introduce her to his family and not the other way round. Sly looked around mockingly and said coldly, "Mum, there are no kids around here so who are you directing all those questions to?"