All Chapters of illegal Wife by Accident: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The dawn bathed the windows of the Dangello mansion as I opened my eyes, though I barely remembered how I had made it to my room. The weight of the previous night still pressed on my chest. Maddox. His gaze, his touch, his voice laden with a meaning I had yet to decipher. It was as if every moment with him pushed me closer to a precipice, one I wasn’t sure I wanted to pull away from.There wasn’t time to dwell on it. A call on the device Max had given me interrupted my thoughts. I grabbed it quickly and saw his name on the screen.“Amalia, we need you in the study in twenty minutes,” he said in his characteristically calm tone.“What’s going on?” I asked, trying not to let the events of the previous night show in my voice.“A new update on the Council and the leak. Maddox wants you there.”I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. “I’ll be there.”When I arrived at the study, the tension in the room was palpable, even more than usual. Maddox stood in front of the digital map projected

The hum of the private jet was a constant noise in the background, almost relaxing if not for the weight of the mission ahead. Khalid was not an easy man to deal with; every move he made was designed to disarm you, to control you. Maddox knew this, which was why his warning still echoed in my mind: *"Don't hesitate to do what is necessary."* Beside me, the personal assistant Max had assigned was reviewing the itinerary. A private event at Khalid's residence, with high-profile guests: businessmen, politicians, and figures I couldn't afford to underestimate. Everything was calculated, including my role in the meeting. “We’ll arrive in less than an hour, miss,” said the assistant, his voice formal. “Would you like to go over anything else?” “I’ve got it covered,” I replied without looking up from the report I had been studying since takeoff. Every line, every detail, had to be perfect. When we landed, the desert heat hit me immediately, a sharp reminder of how imposing this place was.

The blend of courtesy and danger that always surrounded him. "I promise you it will be enlightening."Minutes later, we were walking down a seemingly endless corridor, lit by flickering torches in the breeze. Khalid was ahead of me, his steps firm and assured, while two guards followed us at a prudent distance. Finally, we reached a double wooden door carved with intricate geometric patterns. Khalid stopped, turning towards me with an enigmatic smile."Welcome to my personal sanctuary," he said as he pushed open the doors, revealing an impressive room.The place was a mix of modernity and tradition: walls covered with tapestries, hanging lamps casting patterns on the ceiling, and a low table surrounded by silk cushions. In the center, a silver tray with tea and dates waited, along with a bottle of wine that didn’t quite match the rest of the atmosphere."Please, sit," he said, pointing to one of the cushions as he settled across from me.I sat cautiously, not taking my eyes off him. Kh

The midday sun had already turned Khalid’s residence into an oven of light, its intensity reflecting off every corner of the estate. While I waited in my room, reviewing the agenda details, my mind kept returning to my conversation with Khalid. There was something in his words, in the way he looked at me, that made everything feel less like a negotiation and more like a game of attraction and power. The buzz of Maddox’s device pulled me out of my thoughts. The message was simple, as always: "I’m arriving. Be ready." I knew what that meant. Maddox never traveled without reason, and his arrival here only reinforced the gravity of the situation. Khalid could play with his words and his charisma, but Maddox played with results. And I was caught between them. A knock on the door announced the arrival of an assistant. “Mr. Al-Fayez requests your presence in the main hall. Maddox Dangello is already here.” The weight of those words made me straighten immediately. Maddox and Khalid in the

Dawn came too soon, bathing Khalid’s residence in a golden glow. I had slept little, my thoughts trapped between Khalid’s words and Maddox’s intensity from the previous night. Both men occupied my mind in different ways, and although I tried to stay focused, I knew I was caught in a game where I was the central piece.A message from Max appeared on the device, as direct as always:"Confirm progress with Khalid. Maddox will be in contact soon."I sighed and set the device aside, deciding to prepare for another day. I knew interactions with Khalid were inevitable, and every moment with him felt like a challenge to my ability to maintain control.Breakfast at the residence was a spectacle of opulence, like everything else that surrounded Khalid. A long table was laden with exotic fruits, freshly baked bread, and an array of dishes that seemed more appropriate for a gala dinner than the first meal of the day. Khalid was already there, seated at one end with a look of calculated tranquility