All Chapters of Unexpectedly Married To The Cold Hearted CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ericka's point of view... "What are you doing here, Ericka?" Dad's cold voice echoed and his face showed his ignorance clearly. Whenever I look at him, I feel a hollow ache growing in my chest, that black pit of despair that seems to deepen with every careless word that falls from his lips."Dad...I..." I hesitated almost choking on my own words but before I could even make them out, he groaned in displeasure."If this is about cancelling the wedding, you can save your breath and walk back to your room" I was speechless. How could he be so heartless?"Dad...Please listen to me..." I stepped forward and he slammed the table before him. "Go back to your room if there's nothing important," he said dismissively. "Dad, please, he called me again just now..." I murmured, hoping for even a shred of compassion. He averted his gaze, snorting in irritation as if I was here with something unreasonable and literally I mean nothing to him. I know he didn't want to listen, but I had

Author's point of view... I walked out of the room, my heart pounding with a helpless, quiet scream. The hall was just a few feet away and I wished it would never end as I laid my eyes beyond it, the car that would take me to my unwanted fate was waiting for me at the entrance. I wanted to turn and run away, to vanish before anyone could stop me, but there was no escape from this. As I neared the car, a pair of familiar eyes caught my attention, narrowed with resentment. Elvira was glaring daggers at me. She was my cousin, a year younger than me. Dad told me that they were invited to a family gathering with the Davis family. She might be here for that. I could almost feel her jealousy seething. And of course—this dress could make anyone turn green with envy. But did she have to give me that look? "You might be flying above cloud seven, aren't you?" she sneered with her voice dripping with disdain. I inhaled deeply. Elvira is my sister but we never have anything that coul

Author's Point of View... Ericka stepped cautiously into the nightclub. It was dark and eerily quiet, which immediately unsettled her. "Elvira..!" she called out for her sister but there wasn't any response. "It's just a few minutes, where did she go?" As she took a few more steps ahead, she couldn't see anything. Some times she even bumped into empty chairs and tables. "This is weird...!" she thought, "Isn't this supposed to be a nightclub? Shouldn't it be loud and full of people? Why is it so silent??" She took a few more steps, her heels clicking against the cold marble floor. The vast emptiness of the space made it feel less like a club and more like an abandoned set. A chill ran down her spine. "What’s going on here? Did that scumbag set this up to scare me? He wouldn’t be that childish... right?" she had tons of guesses but no one seemed to match the situation better. Ahead, she noticed another door. Her palms were clammy, and a shiver crept through her body.

Author's point of view...! Alex’s expression shifted, momentarily surprised, but his smirk quickly returned. If he had known this earlier, that the girl Logan wanted to ruin would be so beautiful, he wouldn't have arranged all this mess. He would have volunteered to help Logan with this instead. His lips curled upward as he stared at her beauty without even a blink. "Yes...she is telling the truth," Elvira cried out, "Just take her and do whatever you want, but please let me go...I... I am of no use to you..." Elvira begged. Ericka squinted her eyes as she inhaled deeply. She needed it so badly to maintain her patience. This girl was her sister...! She never once thought to protect her but was ready to throw her under the bus. However, Ericka knew that this mess was her to clean. This had nothing to do with Elvira, and if anything happened to her, Ericka couldn't forgive herself. "Let her go..." Ericka said, her head hung in despair. Alex's lips curled into a smirk, and he

Ericka's point of view... I stood at the grand entrance of the Dawis Mansion, its huge gates looming over me like an omen. I was angry but a bit nervous too. This family wasn't a small family that I could stand against. But that man had gone too far. I comforted myself. I had to do this. My heart raced, but not from fear. It was anger—a seething rage that boiled within me, begging for release. I clenched my fists, recalling every detail of the nightmare Logan had orchestrated. He must pay for what he did. I would make sure of it. I pounded on the ornate wooden door, my knuckles stinging with each knock. Before I could gather my thoughts, the door creaked open, and a handsome face popped out. I clenched my jaws together. How dare he...! There in front of me stood the man I wanted to kill right then and there. Logan Dawis...! He stood there, an ever-charming smile plastered on his infuriatingly handsome face. His dark eyes glimmered with amusement as if he’d b