All Chapters of The Betrayed Heiress And The Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter twoAstrid's POV Instead of the pain and impact I expected, a strong hand grabbed me, pushing me violently to the other side. We both fell, tumbling to the sidewalk and rolling off. The person who had saved me wrapped me in his warm embrace, as if to shield me from scraping my skin against the concrete.My breathing halted as I took in his face mere inches from mine, his gaze locking onto mine. He held it for what seemed like forever.Woah. This guy is an adonis. He's so attract- "Are you crazy, you foolish girl? Why would you stand in the middle of the road?" The driver of the car that almost killed me exclaimed as onlookers rushed toward the scene. "Do you want me to be the one to kill you? Let me tell you that you’ve failed, okay? Although I wish you’d have died to have one less fool to worry about." My heart beat spiked. I was still not over the shock of almost dying, yet this man was being so rude. The stranger, whose arm was still around my waist, stood up, grabbed m

Chapter 4Astrid's POV As soon as I stepped out of my room the next afternoon after I slept in, my eyes widened. A group of stylists and make-up artists gathered around me, carrying numerous items I'd never seen. “Good afternoon, ma’am! We’re here to prepare you for the party tonight,” one of them greeted in a professional manner. What party? I wanted to ask but chose to keep my mouth shut. A few hours later, they stopped doing their work and left. My jaw dropped as I glanced at myself in the mirror, seeing a more stunning version of myself staring at me. I descended the staircase, wondering to myself what compliment Damien would give me. As I reached the bottom, I saw Damien standing there, dressed to perfection in a black three-piece suit, his hair gelled back. Wow, how can a man look so yummy? He glanced up at me, and instead of the compliment I'd hoped for, he just turned and walked to the car without a word. "I'm opening a new hotel today, so it's the perfect opportunity

Astrid's POVA million questions ran through my mind, a lump tightening in my throat as I stared at the woman standing before me in the kitchen. What had she just said? She was Damien's wife? But I was Damien's wife! Was he polygamous? But that wasn’t part of the agreement."Are you daft?" she shouted, placing her expensive Louis Vuitton bag on the kitchen counter and walking towards me. "Why am I even asking? You're a new maid, right?"I just stared at her, not responding. I didn't come here to deal with rude, stuck-up bitches."As if the incompetent ones here weren't enough already, he just had to add a deaf and mute one?"That hit a nerve, and I couldn't bite back the retort that escaped my lips. "I wish I were deaf so I wouldn't have to hear your voice."Her face grew red, and she stormed towards me as though ready to strike. "Oh my gosh, what is that disgusting smell?"The corn was beginning to boil, so the aroma was quickly filling the room. While it felt enticing to my nostrils

Damien's POVI walked away from Astrid's presence, storming up the stairs and into my room. The door slammed behind me, my hands clenching into tight fists at my sides.Why is this girl so infuriating, and it's not even been a week? How do I plan on surviving this? I don't know why I didn't I just send her to the hospital. Did I have to apply it myself?But you can't deny that you enjoy the show she unconsciously put on, my subconscious mocked me, making me groan as my trousers tightened around my groin.I couldn't stop staring at her pointed nipples through her bra as she focused on my hands applying the ointment. It took a lot in me to not just make her mine on that kitchen counter.Dang it! How could she turn me on with just a moan. An unintentional moan had me hardening like a rock. It's a good thing I left her presence in time before she noticed my young man acting like a sex-deprived dog.I walked to my bed, positioned in the middle of the room—a king-sized bed big enough to fit

Astrid's POV"What the hell happened here?" Damien repeated, his voice dropping to a dangerously low tone.My lips parted, but no words came out."Just answer me. What happened here?" he shouted, and I jumped."Uh, the thing is, I just, uh," I stammered, unable to find the right words to pacify him. "I just couldn’t eat all the food so I—""Did you have a party in my house?" he cut me off.A bitter laugh escaped his lips. "So what? You’re already trying to get me riled up?"Why the hell would he think that way? I mean, I knew the kitchen and dining room did look scattered and dirty, but wasn’t he just overreacting?"No, I didn’t," I explained defensively. "I just didn’t want to waste the food, so I told the maids and guards to eat. It wasn't much though." I added, knowing he could be worried about me spending much of his money.His nostrils flared, a low growl escaping his throat. "Excuse me? You did what?" he demanded, disbelief etched on his face.The little confidence that had star