All Chapters of Marriage Bargain: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

RONALD'S POV.I leaned in, my voice taking on a low, velvety tone. “ Do you remember anything from last night?” I asked, my eyes locking onto hers, searching for any flicker of memory . My words hung in the air, a gentle probe, inviting her to reveal what she recalled.As I watched Emily's face turn crimson, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She was clearly uncomfortable and I was enjoying every moment of it. “Should I refresh your memory?” I asked, my gaze intense.“ I think you would like that, wouldn't you, Emily?” I whispered, my breath caressing her ear. I knew I was taking a risk, pushing her boundaries like this. But I couldn't help myself. I was drawn to her, to her spark, her energy. As I pulled back, I could see the frustration and confusion written all over her face. Her eyes glinted with curiosity , I knew she was dying to know.But I wasn't going to make it easy for her. I was going to make her wait, make her wonder. It's all part of the game, the dance w

RONALD'S POV I stepped from the dressing room, I smoothed my tie in front of the mirror,ensuring I looked polished.I walked into the bedroom,my footsteps quiet on the marble floor. The room was bathed in the soft,golden light of dawn,and Emily's sleeping form was peaceful amidst the morning calm,her chest rising and falling with rhythmic breaths.I stared at Emily’s sleeping form one last time and stepped out of the room after leaving a note for her. I had an early flight to catch and couldn't wait to wish her the best as she starts work today. I hurried to the airport and before I knew it I was on board, after a few hours, I touched down in Mexico . As I stepped off the plane, I couldn't help the frustration that surge inside of me. The trip to Mexico ended in a negative state. The government had refused to release the land for our new resort branch, citing concerns that needed to be addressed. I had been certain that the land was secured but now I wasn't so sure. I spent a few

RONALD’S POVCold sweat trickled down my spine as I stared at the message on my screen. The words seemed to sear themselves into my brain: "I have what you dreaded most." My heart racing, I scrolled through the accompanying pictures, and the memories I'd desperately tried to bury for so long came flooding back. My stomach churned with a mix of fear and nausea.My fingers flew across the keyboard, typing out a response with a mix of anger and desperation. "Who are you? And what do you want from me?" I pressed send, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios.I tried to call the number, but it went straight to voicemail. I tried again, my frustration growing. It wasn't until I checked the number again that I realized it was a foreign number, routed through a local network. A chill ran down my spine as I realized the person on the other end had taken steps to remain anonymous.After a few minutes, the strange call came through. “ Hello," I said, trying to sound calm. There was a pause on

RONALD POVI lay in the visitor's room, staring up at the ceiling as my mind wandered back to Emily. I could still see the look of concern etched on her face, the way her eyes had narrowed as she'd questioned me.I tossed onto my side, punching the pillow into shape. Why had I suggested we share a room in the first place? It had seemed like a good idea at the time - a way to avoid suspicion from the workers, all that. But now, I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd made a mistake.I threw off the covers and got out of bed, pacing over to the window. I stared out into the night, my eyes unfocused as my thoughts churned. I had told myself that I needed to work, that I didn't want to disturb her. But the truth was, I needed to get away from her. I needed some space to clear my head, to regain control of my emotions.I turned away from the window, my eyes falling on the bed. I knew I wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon. My mind was too busy, my thoughts too tangled. I flopped down onto the b

RONALD POVI rubbed throbbing temples,my eyelids opening slightly,my eye adjusting to the surroundings. ‘Where am I?’ I asked myself, removing the duvet covering my body. I was still looking around the room when Colin entered the spacious room with a cup of tea in his hand.“Morning,” he said,his voice cheerful. Or should I say, afternoon?”I glared at him,trying to piece together the events of the previous night.“What happened?” I asked,my voice hoarse. I managed to sit upright before a splitting headache shook my body. Colin walked over to me ,handing me a cup of tea. “You had a bit of a wild night,”he said,his eyes twinkling with amusement. “I had to carry you out of the bar.”I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me as I realized the state I must have been in. “Oh on,” I groaned, placing my palm on my throbbing head.As I sat there, nursing my pounding headache, I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. I had given up drinking years ago, determined to leave my pa