All Chapters of A Bride For The Bankrupt Billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Gareth Anna's POVI sauntered into the room only to see the unexpected. I could hear my heart beating louder than ever.They were on the bed and they were naked. This was simply unbelievable. I was overwhelmed by this revelation.I could see my boyfriend, Dan, together with my step sister, Emily, having sex. Emily was actually riding him while he grabbed her waist.“What!” I finally screamed. It turned out that I had forgotten to scream before. I had been too overwhelmed to make a sound.Dan and Emily finally knew I was in the room and they seemed to be quite shocked. I was hurt and my heart was in need of repairs. As I glanced at Dan, I felt like demanding an explanation.But they didn't stop.“Look here, babe,” Dan told Emily right in my presence. Dan began to kiss Emily and the latter responded. They were kissing passionately and this was just like stabbing my heart.I couldn't take this scene anymore. I knew the relationship was over since Dan had acknowledged Emily in my presence

Gareth Anna's POVI looked forward and saw our maid with a tray in her hands.“Oh! I'm so sorry,” she apologized as she tried to close the door. This caught me feeling shy.“Wait!” Smith called the maid back. “You are here to give us something, aren't you? Come and drop the tray here on the table!”The maid entered slowly and I felt more shy. I tried to get off Smith but he held me back steadily. Right now, his hands were on my waist. I rested my head on his muscular chest as I surrendered. The maid put the tray on the table and walked out of the room. It was quite awkward for me to be with Smith in this position alone. But it felt so good. I felt protected. I felt desired and I felt comfortable in this position as time passed. He began to tap me on the back softly while rubbing my hair from time to time.I slept peacefully. I loved being in Smith's arms. Truthfully, this was the first time I was being held like this. I felt like a baby in his arms. It dawned on me that I had been i

Anna's POV“I have questions…” I told him. “I need to know a lot of things but it feels like you aren't ready to give me a reasonable reply.” “I will answer but it shouldn't be here or at this period…” Smith said slowly. “I know,” I tried to express but Smith sounded inpatient. I didn't want to push him more than his limitations. “It is time to write your statement!” I heard someone say. I raised up my head and saw that it was one of the security guards. I stood up and started to follow the guard but I couldn't go far as Smith held me back. He stood up and looked into eyes , making my heart flutter. “Let's go together!” Smith smiled at me. I could feel butterflies in my stomach as he led me on. Both of us had only one thing to do. It was to write our statement and go back home to have a lengthy conversation.___________“You have been lying to me for a long time. I am sure I am not the only one. You disguise yourself in the presence of my friends and family. How long have you been

Anna's POVI was about six or seven years old when this incident happened. It tore me apart mentally later so I forgot a lot about this. Before, all I could remember was that it was a sunny afternoon. However, the memory had been triggered and I could remember all that happened. That day, I walking with Emily on our way back from school. Both of us were not close during those days since Sally had always made her hate me. That must have been the beginning of our neverending conflict. I thought.___________“Stop and get me an ice cream, will you?” Emily told me anxiously. Both of us had our school bags and we were going to our house which was not far at all. “Dad told us not to cross the road. We need to keep to this path and when we get home, you can tell mom and she will happily get the ice cream for you!” I tried to convince Emily. I was aware that she was stubborn but I hoped she would listen to me today. “No! You will get the ice cream for me or I will do it myself!” Emily sai

ANNA'S POV The morning sun filtered through the lace curtains of my modest suburban home, casting delicate patterns of light across the living room floor. I sat at the kitchen table, my fingers wrapped around a mug of steaming coffee. The aroma was a small comfort as I tried to settle into the new rhythm of married life. The past few months had been a whirlwind, and I was still finding my footing. The sound of the doorbell interrupted my thoughts. I frowned, not expecting any visitors. I rose from my chair and walked to the front door, my heart sinking as I saw who was standing on the other side. My father, Sam, looked older than I remembered, the lines on his face deeper and his shoulders slumped with a weariness that spoke of more than just physical exhaustion."Anna," Sam said, his voice soft and tinged with regret. "Can we talk?"I hesitated, my mind flashing back to the countless times he had let me down, the broken promises, the torture, and the pains he's inflicted on me... B