All Chapters of The CEO's Unwanted Bride : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Derek's POV The terrible ringing of my phone made me look away from the CCTV screen at the VIP section of my club. It was one of the most expensive clubs in the city and whenever I get reports of someone sniffing around my club or acting suspicious, I check the CCTV for confirmation before I command for him to be brought to me. When it comes to my club, I only care about two things, Money and the damn reputation.   My phone started ringing the second time.   I wanted to ignore it thinking it was my mother but I stopped when I saw it was my private detective. The same one I hired to tiptoe around the ones surrounding me and give me the necessary information that's important. It might sound like I’m stalking them but no, I'm just making sure everything is in its damn place.   "Talk to me," I said loudly into the phone, trying to beat the sound of the music with my loud voice. "Big news

Lily's POV The moment Mrs. Miller walked out of the house, I was left with the hulk of a man, Mr. Miller. He turned to look at me and I didn't fail to recognize the disgust and hatred that was in those gorgeous green eyes of his.    I'd grown to know that look and it never left me even if I closed my eyes at night to sleep.    I quickly turned away, afraid to be burnt to ashes by his hot stares. I looked down at the skirt I was wearing, I quickly started playing with it, not ready to look up or begin a conversation with this huge man.    When Mrs. Miller had told me she wanted to get me married to her son, I thought he would be a different person entirely, I never knew he would be this angry and handsome at the same time.   "What was the negotiation you had with my mother?" He asked.   His voice was loud, too loud to believe I was just righ

Lily's POV "Can you move away from me?" Derek asked. He was angry, his jaws clenched as he pushed me away from him. His shirt was moist with my tears at the spot where I'd held him.   I don't know why I do that because I don't normally do that. I hated being in close proximity with people.    "Sorry, sorry about that, I don't want to, I didn't know.. I don't really," I stuttered, too scared to process what I wanted to say.    "Can you just shut up for five seconds?" He yelled. I shivered at the intensity of his words.  "Sorry,"    "Stop saying sorry, I don't want to hear that motherfucking word from your mouth," He groaned and walked away from me.   It took me a minute to settle down and control my emotions but still, few tears leaked out of my face. I felt strangulated, tired and weak.    I watched as

Derek’s POVIt was Monday morning and for the first time, I was doing the unexpected. I drove to my dad’s office based on the stupid contract agreement that I signed foolishly. If Henry and Sebastian hear about this, they won’t let it go until they grill me till I’m burnt.   “Good morning dad,” I entered his office unannounced. He looked up from his table and pointed towards the door, “Go back to the door and knock like a responsible human,” He demanded.   I glared at him before smirking and walking outside his office. I knocked twice and he asked me to come in. “Good morning, son. When your mother told me you’ll be at the office today, I was surprised. What’s going on? Did your nightclubs business fold up,” I sat down opposite him after drawing out the chair. “I’m a competent businessman, my clubs can never fold up. I built it up with nobody’s help, trust me, I know how to handle myself,” I informed h

Derek’s POV “What’s up with you, Derek?” Henry Salvatore, my second best friend asked. He’s probably my favorite person after Sebastian but there are times when I want to just strangle him and today is one of those days.“You can’t just barge into my office to ask me a stupid question, Henry. Courtesy demand you knock,” I spat. I was angry, really angry. I’ve been avoiding my parents since Saturday night because I know what they wanted to say. I’d attended Lucas’ welcome back party with Sebastian and Henry with the intention of having a good time without any troubles and leaving the party if possible, without having a confrontation with Lucas but that never happened because trouble seems to follow me everywhere I go. Heck! It probably put a tracker on me. “Since when did we start being so official?” he asked. I didn’t give him