All Chapters of A Deal With The Billionaire: A contract marriage: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Amelia POVThe creepy noise from the new cabin I was kept in made me fear so high.Waking up to the sounds, just made me temporary cripple on the bed .I looked to my daughter who was fast asleep.I couldn't shake off the feeling of fear growing within me at this point." Whose there?" I got up with courage and walked to the sitting room.I became scared as soon as I saw the male figure sitting on one of the chairs.I took few steps backwards with fear and confusion ." Go back to sleep," the voice sounded so familiar." Who are you?" I stretched my arms, moving slowly to the switch that controls the light.I was so surprised by whom I saw." How did you get here?" I asked."Dae?" I whispered, my voice trembling with fear and surprise if whom my eye caught."What are you doing here?" I asked with a flabbergasted filled look.Dae stood up from the chair he sat on, his tall frame looming in the dimly lit room. "I've been watching over you for months now, Amelia. Making sure you're safe

Amelia POV." Why this place,Dae?" I asked as soon as we arrived at the place he called a safer place for myself and daughter.We both gazed locked in each other, with his eyes glancing deep into mine.Before, he could give a word my daughter interrupted." Mommy, would we be staying here?" She asked, cutting away the tension." Yes," she similed more happily." Sir," he cut her off with a smile, taking away his look from mine ." You can me Dae instead," " Okay, Dae" they both similed." Can we go in now?" My daughter asked.Soon we three met ourselves in the sitting room, which looks the dane as the last time I visited him.As we entered the living room, Emily's laughter filled the air. She was playing with the maid, completely carefree and acting as if they've known for a long time.Dae's gaze met mine, and I sensed a mixture of emotions wash over me."Amelia, can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked, his voice low and husky, while my look carefree.I nodded to his word, followin

Amelia POVThe day dragged on slowly, and despite the comfortable environment, a knot of unease settled deep in my chest. I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was wrong. After breakfast, I had tried to act as though everything was fine, but Dae’s behavior left me unsettled and was sending strange warnings towards me.He’d been vague about his dealings with Mr. Smith, and while he said he was protecting me, I couldn’t help but wonder if he was hiding something far darker that what I have known already.Dae had always been kind to me over this few days , even before things went south with Bryan, but this, this was totally different and getting strange by the seconds.I glanced at Emily playing with the maid as usual. Her laughter was infectious, but I couldn’t bring myself to join in with the fun. My mind was too clouded with thoughts of Dae, Mr. Smith, and what had happened back then in the room. There were too many things unsaid between us, too many secrets lurking in the s

Amelia POVThe cold evening air bit at my skin as I huddled with Emily in the corner of the yard, where I seek refuge for myself and my little girl. My heart still raced from the adrenaline, my mind unable to shake the fear that had gripped me inside Dae’s house, when Mr Smith broke in with his armed men. Emily’s soft sniffles finally quieted, her tiny hands clutching my shirt. I stroked her hair, trying to calm both of us, but I couldn't forget the way Mr. Smith had looked at me—like he owned me, like he bought me .But one thing I know is that, am going to pay him back, equally.My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of heavy footsteps approaching Myself and her. I tensed, pulling Emily closer to my body. But then I saw Dae emerging from the shadows, his chest heaving, his shirt torn, and a cut on his brow, which blood flowed out from. He had blood on his knuckles, his hair disheveled. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of him and his unfamiliar look. The fierce look in

Amelia POVThe room stayed quiet and calm, except for the sound of Emily's soft breathing as she dozed off in my lap. My mind was racing unstop, trying to figure out who had taken us and why. The silence after the figure had left was suffocating, like waiting for something terrible to happen.Suddenly, the door creaked open again, making fear and lots of negative thought crawl into my head. I tensed, pulling Emily closer as I watched the shadow of a man fill the doorway. This time, I could make out more of him. Tall. Broad shoulders. But the way he stood there, just watching, made my stomach churn and my chest ache .And then he stepped into the light of the cell.My heart stopped at first with whom am see."Bryan?" The word slipped from my mouth before I could stop it. Disbelief flooded my body, my mind trying to process what I was seeing at this time.It wad actually my ex-husband. The man I had left behind, the man I decided to keep as my past. The man who had once begged me to