All Chapters of The Billionaire's Contract Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Cheryl’s POVIt was another winter in the South Texas Plains region, and even though most people believed that the weather was fairly mild in this part of Texas compared to the northeastern part of the United States, grabbing a cup of coffee and a snack just before heading out to work wasn't unusual. The thick whir of frothing machines, the airy slurp of empty whipping cream canisters, the clicking sound of coins in a tip jar, and the chiming sound of the door sure portended that the day couldn't get any busier.The scent of espresso, freshly brewed coffee, ground beans, freshly baked cookies and muffins, vanilla and chocolate aroma wafted in the air, strong enough to cause stomachs to rumble.Warm smiles plastered on customers' faces who had different orders of whipped cream laced with chocolate drizzle, hearty sandwiches with the zing of mustard, nutty cookies, chocolate chunk waffles, cinnamon buns, and coffee cake among several others."Mmm...this tastes heavenly. I'll certainly d

Russell’s POVTwo weeks earlier...Warmth spread through my body as skillful hands worked their way down my chest. A full-body therapeutic massage right after a medical check-up could pass as another thing almost as good as sex. Almost.About twenty minutes earlier, I had my doubts about the tall, beautiful slender pistachio green-eyed masseuse right in front of me. I needed no other cue. Her friendliness, seductive smile, and exaggerated grins portended that her eagerness to have a session with me was a teeny tiny bit more than her passion for her job.No doubt, any right-thinking man would notice her sex appeal, and as her hands moved south, my arousal twitched. It probably had everything to do with her sultry voice, teasing hands, and those dreamy green eyes.Why was she pouting her lips? She's flirting...I had Doctor Lee to thank for not giving in to the desire pooling in my pants. With his door only a few steps away, I'd rather put up my best behavior.Her hands inched a little

Cheryl’s POVI woke up to the buzzing sound of my cell phone. Blurry-eyed, I rummaged for it, and without glancing at who it was, I slid my screen. "Goodness, Cheryl!! I'm just one minute from tagging you as a missing person. Where the hell have you been? I've been trying to reach you for hours! Mrs. Wellington told me what happened! I'll come to that shortly. Hell, I even went as far as going back home to find you because I know that you have nowhere to go. Where are you?!"I snapped out of my groggy state immediately, and my chest tightened. Right! The fire! It wasn't a dream. It was real! My eyes roved around the room, and I caught sight of a telephone, an alarm clock, and a lampstand on a nightstand.Fuck! How did I get here? Abruptly, I got up from the rumpled white sheets."Can you even hear me? Where are you, Cheryl?""K-Kathleen..." Was that thick voice, mine? If I didn't know better, I would swear I had a frog stuck down my throat. "I...I don't know how I got here.""Where

Russell “It’s Mr Walker, sir. He wants to have a word.” Taking off my pair of sunglasses, I grabbed the cell phone from Tom hesitantly. Dad never lets me have my way, does he? “If this is another attempt of yours to indulge in frivolities, abort the mission and get back here, Russell. It won’t get you anywhere.” “I thought we talked about this. Does the means ever matter? What matters is the end, which is closing the deal with Afribolt Tech. Come on, Dad, You know you don’t really care about how I go about this. All you want is the profit.” “Not at the expense of my reputation. I’ll not let you have another scandal. Not under my watch, Russell. I already arranged my team for a flight to Oklahoma, they’re bringing you back to Texas. I’ll handle the deal myself.” “I can’t let that happen. Not when I’m this close to securing the deal. I’ll be back in Texas when this is over. See you in three days, or maybe even less, Dad.” Without waiting for his reaction, I hung up the phone and too