All Chapters of The Billionaire's Revenge Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

SCARLETT'S POV. My heart was pounding so loud, I thought it was going to burst right out of my chest. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. Why had fate decided to play such a sick game on me like this? With shaking hands, I looked up at the men standing beside Luca and their faces were far from nice. "What are you going to do to me?" I asked, lips trembling. Luca didn't say anything, he just kept staring at me with a cold, hard expression on his face. I could see the anger in his eyes, and I knew that he was furious.Soon my whole body started to shake with fear. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't move. Couldn't speak. I was just frozen in place.Luca took a step towards me and when I looked hard, I saw that he was holding a gun. He pointed it at one of the men behind him, using it to motion for them to get Henry out. Quickly the men opened the door and pulled him out. Henry tried to fight back, but they were too strong. They dragged him out of the car, threw him to

SCARLETT'S POV.The sound of the knife hitting the floor echoed throughout the room, and next came the loud gasp from the old housekeeper. I fell lifeless back onto the bed and then the horror of what I'd just been about to do dawned on me. I had just been on the verge of stabbing myself because of this man. What the hell had come over me?I felt disappointed in myself as I thought about how everything I'd worked for in life would have all gone to waste if I hadn't stopped myself. Not only that, Dad and Mum would have been disappointed in me too if they found out that I'd given up just like that.I mean, there was still my dream of finishing college and then going to law school. Then there was my small cake business that had recently started blowing up, and there was Kevin. I couldn't take my life until I was certain that he was actually dead. And for some reason I just had faith in him still being life. All in all, what I'm saying is it was very unlike me. Suicide? Hell no. I was

SCARLETT'S POV.The deal had been sealed in the end. And now there was no going back. I was going to be Luca's wife until my dad could afford to pay back the shit load of money he owned him. At least that part, I'd seen very clearly stated in the contract. The rest of it, I hadn't paid attention because I really wasn't interested.All I'd been thinking about while signing those papers was how my life had gone to this, and how I could no longer be with the one I loved. Kevin and I had met at a coffee shop back in my neighbourhood, and I didn't like to believe in connections and all that but I could swear that from the moment we locked eyes, we'd immediately developed a connection.I wasn't one who liked dating and all that, so I'd been single since middle school, but then there was something about Kevin that I hadn't seen in other guys. He was cute, funny, romantic, and overally just a nice guy—just everything I'd wanted in a man. And so it didn't take time for me to accept him as my

SCARLETT'S POV.I was convinced. Luca was a complete narcissistic asshole and this conclusion was made after spending a week living with him. As I groggily pulled myself out of bed, a familiar sense of confinement engulfed me like a suffocating embrace. The weight of the marriage pressed heavily against my chest, leaving me feeling trapped and frustrated. Step by step, I made my way downstairs, my movements sluggish with a mix of exhaustion and discontent.Exhaustion because it was physically and mentally draining to live in Luca's mansion. He was obnoxious, authoritative and overbearing, and to add to that, a complete ruthless businessman. I'd heard him on my third day here threatening a man with how he was going to take his family house if he didn't pay back the money he owed him before the end of the year. It was when I witnessed how ruthless he was being with the debtor, that I realised why my Dad had been so hopeless with him. I wouldn't have know what to do with him also if I w

SCARLETT'S POV.There was a skip in my step as I made my way back to my room. For the first time since I'd been here, I felt happy—ecstatic even. The thought of going back to what I loved the most in the world had my heart swelling with excitement and relief, so much so that I didn't even have the time to feel bad about the perks that came with the new arrangement.I was going to be followed all around like I was a celebrity or the president of some freaking country or something. And that was in no way cool especially since I was someone who hated attention so much, I tried my hardest to be invisible. It didn't mean I was some introverted, weak woman that could get bullied and tossed over, because no I wasn't. I just really preferred a low-key life to the lavish one—the type of my life that my Dad liked. My father was the kind of man who loved the extravagant lifestyle and I guess my Mum had just had to shape herself into the kind of woman he wanted her to be, because she too acted l