All Chapters of Love Beyond The Contract: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Evelyn's POV “Lucas! How could you do this to me?” I shrieked angrily with gritted teeth at the man in my stepsister's room. My eyes pricked with hot tears, while I shook my head slowly in disbelief. Breathing heavily, Lucas quickly released his grip on the lady lying beneath him and covered their nakedness up with the duvet. He laid down comfortably on the bed and directed his gaze to where I stood. This was the man I have dearly loved for four good years of my life. The man that I wore his ring in my middle finger and was supposed to walk down the aisle with, in a matter of hours. Lucas was every woman's dream. The looks, the money, he got it all. I couldn't contain my joy when he knelt down solemnly before me, to insert that beautiful diamond ring into my middle finger. I felt blessed indeed to be the lucky one and was too eager to flaunt my ringed finger in front of my friends. All of that was months ago. Right now, he's more than a worst enemy. “What the hell are you do

“It's never my fault that you're so unfortunate!” Those fierce words echoed in my ears. But why did she always have to remind me of how unfortunate I was? Why can't I be happy for just a second? Today was supposed to be my wedding day, the happiest day of my life, but Lucas had already cheated. I can't stoop so low to get married to him, not after the painful betrayal. I had known better than to expect him to marry me either. I had to come to terms with the fact that the perfect life with Lucas, as I had previously envisioned, was a just farfetched fantasy. My parents had forced me to be here today to serve their guests. From the look of things, I can tell they had another secret plan for me. The hushed voices with which they and Lisa spoke and condescending looks on their faces attested to that. But what could it be? And What could I do about it? The guests were already trooping in, clad in their festive attires, all joyful and chatty. The hall was intricately decorated with

Evelyn's POV I've made the worst mistake of my entire being. I've had a fucking one night stand with a man I had just met at my stepsister's wedding party. Now, rumors of my passionate night with the strange CEO are all over the media. How do I go back to my family? How do I explain that it was just a mistake? I knew I was doomed already, especially when I realized that my one night stand was not just any man. He was a cold, ruthless and arrogant billionaire CEO, nothing I'd have wished for. He had already left me all alone in the hotel suite we spent our scandalous night, after thrusting an empty cheque at me. Did he think I was some kind of lowlife pauper? Well, I was in some way and I had refused the cheque. Stupid me! My family never cared about me and I've failed at my career. I'm jobless now and almost hopeless. I'm sure I'd be homeless too soon, because my parents wouldn't hesitate to kick my ass out of their home. I reached for the bag of clothes tossed at my side and

Liam waltzed into the room even before I could get up, his face as cold as ever. He was still in the navy blue three-piece suit he had worn at the registry, but he smelt of champagne mixed with his familiar exquisite musky fragrance. He took a few menacing steps towards the bed and shot me a deadly glare, one that was enough to signal to me that all wasn't well. "How could you be so lazy? Did I bring you in here to have you sleep all day long? Get up, you lazy brat!" He huffed at me, pulling away his tie from his neck. I was frightened by his sudden appearance and couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. I got up at once and sat on the bed, covering my lingerie properly with the duvet. "I'm sorry, sir. How can I help you sir?" I asked innocently, since I didn't know what to expect from him. "You are my wife and I own you! You should know your duties as my wife!" He replied, advancing closer to me. Before I could fully grasp what he meant, he had towered over me and grippe

Evelyn's POV I sat at the dining table opposite Liam, to eat the delicious meal I had just taken my time to prepare. We hardly ate together, so I cherished the precious moment, a moment of the closeness we shared, despite the fact that the atmosphere was tense and his aura was dominating. We had hardly begun eating our meals, when Liam's phone rang from the dining table where he had placed it. I impulsively peered at the caller ID to know who it was that disturbed our peaceful meal, only to find a long array of different love emojis. My heart sank into my stomach, as he snatched it quickly from the table and strode briskly to his room upstairs. I raised suspicious eyebrows and followed him stealthily, after a while.. I paused abruptly by the door of Liam's bedroom, as I overheard him speak so softly on the phone to the person on the other end. I felt intrigued by the conversation, especially because I've never seen him assume such a sweet and captivating tone. He only growls and