All Chapters of THE UNVEILED CONTRACT: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Keep your friends close, sleep with your enemies if you can. It’s not the original quote, of course, but it would sure as hell have been if I had invented the quote.If anybody understood the quote completely, it would have to be my parents. You don’t see people receiving dinner invites from their biggest rivals with such enthusiasm like they do. They chatter excitedly in the back of the limo about how much fun tonight’s dinner party, organized by the Sinclairs, founding family of one of the biggest real estate agencies in the country.The corset on my red dress has been fastened to its tightest by my mother. The sheer sleeves were off my shoulders and loose, making me even more aware of the transition from fall to winter.Something about the night felt out of the ordinary. It may have been based on the fact that my parents had always turned down invitations from the Sinclairs until that evening, and things were new for me, but I knew that wasn’t it. It was the look of worry my mother

“Tell me everything this instant. Leave absolutely nothing out.” I threw my purse on a couch, folding my arms as I watched, waited for my parents to justify my engagement to Adrian freaking Sinclair. “Your grandfather, the founder of our agency, didn’t build the company with the purest hands.” Dad sighed. “He has links with illegal gangs and a notorious record of embezzlement—” “Grandpa? Embezzlement? Come on.” I scoffed, forgetting that the old and frail man who talked to walls was once young and smart. “It’s true. We thought it was a long-buried secret until one of the workers at the agency decamped and went off to SC. She sold out the information along with documents containing proof, which your father kept for some reason.” Mom and I shot dad similar annoyed looks. “So, you’re saying the Sinclairs are in possession of documents that could ruin Liss?” I raised an eyebrow. “Precisely.” Dad nodded. “How did my marriage to their son get into the mix?” “As long as you, the heir

Alexandra's pov 'Who are you?' I completely Ignored Adrian who was hovering around me as I texted the stranger, feeling my heart pounding in my chest, my breath growing raspier by the second. Okay I know I said I was beginning to hate Grandpa, but there was still this part of me that loved him greatly. I was neglected as a child by my parents who were workaholics, always striving to beat the Sinclairs and build an empire which was capable of taking them down, thus I was always with Grandpa. He would play with me and even go through all the trouble of picking me up from school, visiting with gifts- I even preferred living with him than my parents and would always run there when my parents yelled at me or when they forgot my birthday, you know, they were jerks. And it seems like they would never change. I was shaking as I waited for a reply. Grandpa was sick and had been responding to treatment from a nurse named Aisha. If someone had really infiltrated the mansion, he was in t

Alexandra's pov The siren of the police cars littered around my grandpa's - late grandpa's compound drowned down the sound of the ambulance siren leading my grandpa's headless body to the morgue. I was just standing there, my clothes covered in blood from when I had dropped to my knees earlier on seeing my beheaded grandpa from the ceiling, my hair was pulled back from my face in a rough ponytail and I had a blank expression on my face as I stared at the stretcher which the medical staff pulled out with the dead guards and workers lying on every one of them, a white sheet spread atop their corpse. The cops were presently interrogating Nurse Aisha who looked a bit intimidated as they kept demanding one question or the other. Without a doubt, I knew she would still be taken for questioning at the station. She was the only witness to the murder of one of the largest, popular, well known tycoon and ex-owner of Liss Real Estate- so It was a big deal. An hour ago, when I was certai

"You have the size of a pea for a brain, you wouldn't understand even If I broke it down. I'm not surprised you could even stoop that low Adrian. You're truly a Sinclair. Like why would even about something as serious as dying? Do you think it's something you can play around with?" I was so angry right now, and he could clearly see It when he turned. Some seconds passed before he finally sighed. "I'm sorry." I was taken aback. It was brief and I could tell he half heartedly didn't mean it but I didn't expect he'd even apologize in the first place. "I heard about your grandpa and I really wanted us to talk because of you were behavior strange earlier and then I knew you weren't going to listen to me If I told you I wanted us to see, so I had to… " "Tell me you were dying? That was the best solution possible? You knew my grandpa died and you had the audacity to lie to me about dying?" Before he could say a word, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and tried to calm downz but all