All Chapters of Married To A Big Shot Living With The Devil : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The wedding reception was just as Ali had thought, the guests were not more than a hundred, and everyone was dressed in luxurious designer clothes. It was very extravagant, from the decorations to the food and drinks. She tightened her hold on Gerald as she struggled to keep her cool while Gerald conversed with the president of the country. She noticed that even the waiters and servants had better composure than her. Her gaze shifted to the side where she felt an intense glare. It was coming from Bridget but the gaze of the man sitting beside her, which she assumed was her father, was the most unnerving. His gaze made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, it wasn't like when Gerald glare at her, this man's gaze was very different, and intense. "You can go say hi," she heard Gerald's voice right beside her ear, prompting her to shift her attention to him. "Sorry, I didn't hear you. What were you saying?" Ali asked, keeping her gaze on his tie. She refused to look at his fa

Volume 2 is here. The real game begins. Ali married Gerald to take revenge against her father, his wife and Jared, but most importantly, to reinvestigate her mother's death. However, she is unaware that she is also an instrument of revenge. She will become embroidered in the secrets and power struggles of the family. What if her mother's death wasn't just a case of a burning room and suicide? What if there are many factors involved that would destroy her hopes? This is where love and schemes begin. Volume 2: Love and Scheme. Who beats the game? _________________________ Ali joined Gerald at the garage a few minutes later. He stood with Harriet and they both seemed to be in a discussion which stopped when she came in sight. "The dress suits you perfectly," Harriet praised, giving Ali a once over. Ali smiled and twirled at Harriet's behest before stopping to look at the older woman. She sneaked a glance at Gerald and, like always, he wore his usual 'military zone' expression

Embarrassed and awkward was an understatement to describe the present situation. Ali stood there dumbly, not knowing whether to run back into the closet or make an explanation. Her eyes darted around the room before settling on the lingerie hanging helplessly between Gerald's fingers. He seemed frozen, staring at Ali with gritted teeth as if he were having a war within himself, but his eyes glared coldly at her. It would have been a great idea if Ali had turned and walked back into the closet, but she took small steps towards Gerald with the intention of getting the pitiful underwear from him. However, she had only taken two steps when Gerald stomped towards her like an incensed bull. Before Ali understood the situation, Gerald had already caught her by the neck and hurled her to the bed. "What do you take me for?" He snarled viciously, "Do you think you can have your way just because I took a step back and married you? I warned you, didn't I?" Ali struggled under Gerald, scra

Gerald couldn't fathom how a girl in this time and age could be clueless about what happened around and with her. Was she that dumb? He gritted his teeth as he enunciated every word, "Because it is rare to see grandmother force her will on me. She just woke up one morning and started plotting so much. Did you think she allowed you to marry into our family because you saved her? How naive," he sneered. Ali blinked; she was lost for words and could only look at Gerald with her dull black eyes. He said, "Grandma isn't someone who takes a no when she wants something. She manipulated you so you could marry me with another motive other than bearing grandchildren." He didn't hide anything about his grandmother. He wanted Ali to know the kind of person she was, not to spoil Harriet's image in her eyes but to make sure they both didn't conspire against him. Having a wife who blindly follows the orders of someone else, especially someone like his grandmother, was risky. He wanted Ali

Bridget alighted in front of a red-painted two-storey building and threw her car keys at the gateman. She walked briskly towards the entrance, and the bulky men standing guard opened the door for her. A woman was standing behind the door, and as soon as she walked in, the woman passed her a glove and a nose mask. "Don Moses and Don Romero are checking the new drugs that arrived yesterday with the clients. Do you want to join him?" The woman asked. "No, I want to see my son first," Bridget replied. "Martin is not allowed to see anyone..." "Do I look like I care about Dad's orders? I said I want to see my son," Bridget snapped at the girl before turning and pushing the next door beside her and walking through it. She was fuming, and her heels made a sharp sound against the marble tiles. She took a few turns along the corridor and walked down a flight of stairs, which eventually led her to an iron gate. She sighed and banged on the gate. The ruffling of keys was heard befo