All Chapters of CONTRACTED TO MY BILLIONAIRE PLAYBOY BOSS : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ethan’s POVI sigh feeling accomplished. I managed to bag a date with Alexia. At first, I wasn’t sure she’d say yes but she pleasantly surprised me. I felt guilty for not defending her during the whole dinner fiasco. My mother was the one at fault. I mean Alexia’s lasagna was exquisite, you could only find cooking that good in very few places. My mother just decided to be petty and hurt poor Alexia’s feelings. I was helpless though. As much as I wanted to help, I still had to factor in the fact that she was my mother. I wanted to avoid conflict and, in the end, Alexia was the only one affected.I finish up with work quickly needing to pick Alexia up. It’s already past 6 but if I leave now, I could make it a little after 8 which to me is fair enough. I leave my office and get into my car. I gave my driver the day off so I have to drive on my own. That’ll give us privacy at least. Halfway through the ride, my phone starts ringing. I plan on ignoring it but as the ringing refuses to sto

Ethan’s POVIt's already past midnight. I finally managed to calm Melinda down after a lot of talking. I am drained and all I need is a nap. I look to my left and see Melinda already fast asleep. I would have just crashed here but after her display earlier on I’d prefer we give each other some distance. I also think of Alexia. She must be so pissed; I just hope she got home safe. I need to go see her and try to explain things to her.What am I even going to tell her? She would never believe I just went to check up on Melinda. She doesn’t trust me when it comes to women. I wouldn’t trust myself around women with the kind of reputation I have but this time I honestly didn’t do anything. I don’t even want to think about how she must feel right now. I practically ditched her even though I knew we were meant to be traveling in a few hours.It’s starting to feel like I just keep putting myself in situations where I need to apologize continuously and I hate it, I don’t want to be like this w

Alexia's POV The day continues like nothing happened. I got here this morning not knowing how I would confront Ethan without calling for an outright war but he managed to use his charms to put me back on his side. I don't regret it though being married to your enemy sounds like a lot of unnecessary work. I already have his parents frustrating me. At least he should be on the fence or occasionally on my side rather than against me.I use my phone to read my latest addiction while blasting my ears with music. These two things give me hope, give me life, and most importantly keep me sane in every situation. These two things are music and books. They just take me to worlds I can only imagine. My life could be a total mess but I get the chance to forget that with the help of my books.I learned how to sing from my mother. She loved music and had different ways to explain it to me. She met my father at a music club one night then they became inseparable after. I reminisced until a knock jo

Alexia’s POV“Please drive faster” I tell the driver, hoping he'd just speed the fuck up.“I can't go any faster ma'am so you need to calm down and let me do my job” he says in a clipped tone. I might have sounded rude but I don't know what the problem is. What if Austin had another panic attack? He started having them after our parents died but he got better or at least I thought he did. My brother needs me and I don't know what to do. My phone buzzes and I check it quickly hoping it would be from my brother but it was from Ethan. Ethan: are you okay? Call me when you get thisI look at the message and just leave it on read, I don't think I can talk right now until I see them.After what felt like an eternity and more, the car pulls up to my apartment or what used to be my apartment, now I live in that mansion of doom. I open the door and what I see makes me feel dizzyThe whole place was decorated with balloons and flowers and decorations with cake in the middle, then my brothers j

Alexia’s POVIt’s been a month now and I can confidently say getting married was my biggest mistake. One would think if you had to choose between marriage and prison that going for marriage would be the best option but it’s starting to feel almost as bad as being trapped.Ethan hasn’t brought up the whole date thing since the last time I turned him down, he has still been nice to me but he barely speaks to me or even offers me a fleeting glance most of the time. If it isn’t work related or important, he just won’t speak to me. this became the norm with us but then he is never at home. If he isn’t busy at the office, he is out doing God knows what. He has only slept in our room once since our whole fallout.I don’t know why I thought I could still be friends with Ethan without it getting complicated. Sure, he doesn’t treat me badly but it’s like he is only tolerating me because he has to. His mother hasn’t stopped torturing me though. Every chance she gets to insult me she uses it with