All Chapters of A Deal With The Billionaire: A contract marriage: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Amelia’s POV( Five weeks later, with Mr Smith confirmed died due to a strong illness and also car crash)The funeral was set on an unexpectedly sunny day, casting an eerie light over the proceedings of the burial party. I stood at the edge of the cemetery with Emily, holding her hand as we watched the procession from afar, trying not to get closer.I hadn’t anticipated coming, but Bryan had sent an invitation to me with his usual Word's, claiming it was his father’s final wish that “family” be there.Within myself, I knew I wasn't family anymore, since I already laid my divorce long time ago, waiting for nothing else but permanent freedom.Dae stood nearby, his face look unreadable. I could feel a storm brewing beneath his calm exterior, though. I had tried to ask him about it earlier, but he only gave a reassuring nod to me, telling me he would explain everything when the time was right for him to do so.As people filtered away from the gravesite, Bryan finally approached us, his

Amelia's POVI woke up to the jarring sound of my phone vibrating against the midnight. Blinking, I squinted at the screen, it was exactly 3:02 a.m on a dot. The name flashing on the screen made my heart skip a beat. It was Dae, calling me.I answered, my voice barely above a whisper. "Dae?" I said, placing the phone in my ears.There was silence on the other end of the phone, then a deep breath. "Amelia. I need you to get Emily and leave the house. Right now."" Is that a command or request?" " Just leave."The urgency in his tone instantly wiped away the last remnants of sleep that hung on. I sat up, already swinging my legs out of bed. "What? Why? What’s going on?""I can’t explain everything right now, but you’re not safe there. Grab what you need and go. I’ll meet you at the cabin up north. I’ve left the keys under the porch light, and I think you'd be better there than your home."I swallowed, feeling the familiar knot of fear tightening in my stomach, due to his tone."Dae,

Amelia’s POVI woke up with a new start, the creaks and groans of the cabin settling around me, but it was the cold weight of dread that was impossible to shake off. Dae was lying beside me, his arm draped protectively over me, and for a moment, his warmth gave me a sliver of comfort and new found hope. But last night’s threats echoed in my mind, the stranger’s voice laced with a promise of violence.I quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Dae from his sweet sleep, and padded down the hallway. Emily was still deep asleep, her little face calm and peaceful, oblivious to the nightmare our lives had become. I brushed a hand over her hair, my heart clenching, with a little smile on my face.I didn’t know how long we could keep running for our dear lives in this situation. It totally seems like every move we make just doesn't work out for me .The soft rustle of movement in the kitchen broke my thoughts at once. I tensed, glancing over my shoulder, but relaxed when I saw Dae stan

Dae POVThe warning from Bryan lingered in the back of my mind, its dark undertone haunting my mind. I’d stayed awake half the night, running scenarios in my head, wondering who or what else might be lurking in the dark shadows. Now, standing across from Amelia in the kitchen, I could tell by the tension in her shoulders that she hadn’t slept well either.Emily was still fast asleep upstairs, but Amelia and I had both been up for hours, trying to make sense of everything that have been going on. I watched as Amelia leaned against the counter, her fingers tapping a restless rhythm.“Dae,” she finally said, breaking the silence that was already built in within we both, “what do you think he meant by that words? Who else could be after us?”I leaned against the fridge, arms folded, forcing myself to stay calm for her sake. “I actually don’t know, Amelia. Bryan’s always been unpredictable, but… I can’t shake the feeling he might be bluffing thing's."She scoffed, crossing her arms. “ yo

Note, we would be using a double POV in this Chapter, so don't get confused half way.Dae’s POVI slipped into the hallway, my phone pressed to my ear. “What is it?”My security lead, Mark, sounded tense on the other end of the phone.“Dae, I’m not sure how to tell you this, but... we’ve been monitoring Bryan closely, as you requested of us to do do. It seems he’s about to leave the country, and today.”I blinked, the news momentarily disorienting me at once.“Leaving? Where?”“Unknown, but we caught wind of him booking a private jet. It looks like he’s finally letting go of whatever hold he thought he had on you and Amelia.”The relief I should’ve felt didn’t quite come to me at this point. Bryan was unpredictable, and after everything he’d done, it felt totally wrong to trust that he would just walk away and give up. “What about Mr. Smith’s connections?”“Nothing new there,” Mark replied to my question. “For now, everything’s quiet. But we’ll keep an eye out.”“Do that,” I said, gl