All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Pawn : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Arabella POVThe days seemed to roll over quickly, after much preparations, today was finally the day my parents have been waiting for, the day I had dreaded, the day I will be getting married, the marriage was kept in a lowkey, as it was a request from the groom's family. I looked in the mirror and saw that I looked very elegant, and the dress did look good on me. The thoughts of what my husband would look like came into my mind, as I haven't met with him physically, he had been busy lately according to my dad. The idea of my future husband filled me with a sense of dread, a heavy burden I couldn't ignore. I struggled to imagine what he would be like - kind or cruel, supportive or controlling? What kind of life would we build together? Despite the arranged marriage being a necessity, a glimmer of hope flickered within me, longing for it to succeed, if only to escape this suffocating house, where I felt trapped and caged.Just as these thoughts swirled in my mind, my mom's voice int

Arabella POVJust ignore my brother, he's always been a bit of a firecracker," a smooth voice said from behind me, as he stretched his hand towards me, as he offered to help me up, which gave me the opportunity to get a better look at him, his piercing blue eyes, his blonde hair was perfectly messy, and his charming smile made my heart skip a beat. I tried to play it cool, but my gaze lingered on him a little longer than necessary. He was undeniably handsome."Thanks,” I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper."Good luck with the marriage, I'm really rooting for you," he said with a nod before turning to leave. His parting words left me feeling a mix of emotions. A drop of tears rolled down my eyes. Today was awfully bad. I didn't expect that the man I was going to marry would hate so much to get irritated by my presence. I could hear footsteps. It was my mom that was coming, the sounds of heels made it obvious. I quickly cleaned my tears and rinse my face in water, in other no

Ashers P.O.V My anger boiled over as I slammed my fist on the table. "Are you kidding me? You think you can just arrange a wife for me like it's the Dark Ages or the nineties, where you wake up one morning and arrange a wife for me?" I yelled barely able to contain my anger " You would not raise your voice at me young man and this should be the last time you disrespect me or question my authority, you are getting married and that is final," he said as he pointed at the door dismissing me. " Do have a nice day," he said. I laugh at his words, always feeling he could have his way with me, he never learns from experience. " You know Dad, that no one, can force me to do a thing, I won't get married to whomever you have arranged for me because I am in love with someone else," I said. " And by that someone else, do you mean the bar girl, who you can't differentiate from a fling to love, right?" he asked, already angry as he squeezed his pen trying to suppress his anger. " Say whateve

Ashers P.O.V "Just pretend I'm not here," I muttered, my eyes fixed on the unsettling scene before me. My brother's hands were on my wife's breast, I walked out quickly as I tried so hard to restrain myself from punching him. My mind was racing with thoughts about what I had just seen," What the hell were they doing so close". I needed a moment to myself, to reconcile what I had just seen. I retreated to my office, seeking solace in the familiar space. But Arlo followed close behind, his footsteps echoing in the silence. I knew he wanted to explain, to justify what I had witnessed. But I wasn't ready to hear it. Not yet, I had other big things to deal with. for just like always he always liked to own everything I owned, I shut the door behind me, and he followed me "Listen, I can explain. It's not what you think," Arlo said, desperation clear in his eyes. But I wasn't ready to hear it. "Oh really? Can you explain why your hands were all over my wife's boobs? My wife, Arlo! I might

Asher's P.O.V "Damn it," I said, as I got into the car, " What the hell was happening" I thought to myself, I hated being this way, feeling like this, like a sore loser who needed someone to taunt so I could get satisfied. "Damn it, Asher, get yourself together," I said while hitting my head on the steering wheel, I drove to the office, I had barely been to the office ever since the I.A.S news and I knew I had a pile of work and more so I needed to talk to Arlo, as much as I hated to admit it, I needed his help, I drove to the office so fast as I could, I heard finally arrived at the office, I could see everyone stare at me, they were shocked that I came, as they thought I would be in honeymoon with my 'wife' " What the hell are you staring at?" I yelled because I was already getting irritated by their stares. I walked into my office and I heard Ray, " Call Mr. Arlo" I said, trying to be formal. The clock was ticking, it was exactly thirty minutes and fifty-nine, Arlo wasted befo