All Chapters of CEO's Contract Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

4 Chapters

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Weight of the WorldIsabella "Izzy" Lakewood had always loved mornings—once. There was something about the soft glow of the sun inching over the horizon, the world still and quiet, like a blank page waiting to be filled. But those days seemed a lifetime ago. These days, mornings were just another reminder of how much time she didn’t have.Today was no different.The shrill beep of her alarm pierced the stillness of her cramped studio apartment, cutting through what little sleep she’d managed to steal. Groaning, Izzy reached out to silence it, her hand fumbling blindly across the nightstand until she smacked the clock into submission. She blinked into the dim light, eyes gritty from exhaustion. The harsh glow of the bedside lamp revealed the chaos around her: half-empty coffee cups, crumpled blueprints, and unpaid bills scattered across the table, fighting for space with her drafting tools and laptop.It was an organized mess, but a mess nonetheless. The state of her apa

Chapter 2

CEO's Contract Wife/Taashu K

Chapter 2: A Dangerous PropositionThe Crestmore Hotel ballroom was packed wall-to-wall with power players—Chicago’s elite architects, developers, and real estate moguls all mingling beneath the glittering chandeliers. As Isabella “Izzy” Lakewood stepped into the grand space, her breath caught for a moment. The scene was nothing short of dazzling. Lavish floral arrangements graced every table, and the polished marble floor reflected the soft glow of candlelight.She clutched her leather portfolio a little tighter, smoothing down the hem of her modest black dress as she made her way inside. The invitation to the annual Chicago Architectural Forum had come at the last minute, and she couldn’t afford to pass up the opportunity to network. Izzy needed new clients—desperately. Between the mounting medical bills for Ethan’s treatment and the overwhelming cost of running her fledgling architecture firm, she had reached the point where every connection counted. Tonight was critical.But as sh

Chapter 3

CEO's Contract Wife/Taashu K

Chapter 3: Liam’s ProposalThe warm morning light streamed through the towering windows of the Crestmore Hotel’s private lounge, casting a golden glow over the dark leather furniture and sleek marble floors. The hum of quiet conversations and the clinking of glasses filled the room, but for Isabella “Izzy” Lakewood, everything else faded into the background. Her mind was still reeling from the events of the night before.Her brief but unsettling encounter with Liam Stone played on a loop in her head, every detail replaying itself as if she could somehow unlock the meaning behind his cold, intense gaze. His unexpected attention, the way he’d looked right through her, and the abrupt shift in his demeanor when Sabrina West had entered the room—it all left her unsettled, as if she’d been caught in the path of a storm she hadn’t seen coming.Now, less than twelve hours later, she found herself sitting in a quiet corner of the Crestmore’s lounge, nursing a lukewarm coffee and fighting the g

Chapter 4

CEO's Contract Wife/Taashu K

Chapter 4: Izzy’s DilemmaIzzy sat alone at the worn wooden table in her studio apartment, the silence pressing down on her like a weight. Her hands cradled a cup of tea, long gone cold, but she couldn’t bring herself to move. The events of the past few hours replayed in her mind with dizzying speed, like a carousel she couldn’t get off.I need a wife.Liam Stone’s words echoed in her head, louder than the rush of traffic outside her window or the faint hum of the city’s noise below. It didn’t make sense. None of it did. How could one of the wealthiest, most powerful men in Chicago—a man who could have anything, or anyone, he wanted—come to her, of all people, with such a proposal?Two years of marriage in exchange for your brother’s life.It sounded like something out of a soap opera, not real life. She shook her head, trying to make sense of it. Liam had been so calm, so matter-of-fact, as if it were a completely rational arrangement. But the weight of it—marrying a stranger, someon