All Chapters of The Merciless Billionaire's Contract Marriage : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

AIDEN'S POV "You dumb piece of cock sucking shit." I punched Daniel Sterling in the face the second he walked through my door, hitting his nose that had already been broken three times. I had texted Sterling at five in the morning, telling him if he didn’t show up at my house in fifteen minutes, I would buy every building in Southie, both government and private and tear down every place he loved growing up, just to ruin his day. He got to my house in nine minutes and didn’t even look tired. I, on the other hand, went from saying no bad words to saying only bad words. "Good morning to you, too," he said calmly, pushing his nose back into place without even flinching, even as blood poured out. The crack of the bone was enough to make anyone but the two of us want to throw up. "Why the warm welcome?" "Because you’re a bullshit private investigator and a terrible fucking friend. You messed up. Guess how my wife spent her night yesterday?" I pushed him against the front door and

AIDEN'S POV Thomas Reynolds’ temporary place to stay was just a small room in the back of a shady poker club in Southie. From the look of the old two story building outside, he was probably sleeping on a dirty cot made of trash, hair, and diseases. Instead of knocking, I kicked the weak screen door down and walked right in. Three tables full of men with dirt and oil on their faces looked up at me, their eyes leaving their cards. “Thomas Reynolds,” I said in a low voice. No need for anything else. The room went silent.I knew showing off my fancy suit and clean haircut would cause trouble, but I didn’t care. Then I pulled out my wallet, and held up a hundred-dollar bill between my fingers, waving it around. “I’ll ask again, where’s Thomas Reynolds?” The men must have noticed the crazy look in my eyes because they shifted in their chairs nervouslyblooking at each other. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, we don’t even know him, why are we protecting him? He’s in the back room!” one man

AURORA'S POV "My goodness, Tinder, how did you get this hurt?" I bent down and gently touched the big cut on his knee. We spent the day together, just the two of us. Morgana and Herold went to a charity event and decided to only take Tree, the "normal" child, the one who didn’t make any funny noises or get attention. Morgana looked guilty when she asked if I could tutor Tinder by myself today. I knew the decision to leave him behind wasn’t hers. I couldn’t help but feel upset with her for not standing up for her principles. For her son. If I could go against one of the strongest men in Boston, a man I loved, why couldn’t she fight for her boy to be treated the same as his brother? I promised myself I would make it a special day for Tinder. A fun day, not a punishment. We went to Mia Sterling’s fancy diner for breakfast, ate pancakes and waffles, then relaxed by Charles River, watching the clouds while I told him stories from Greek mythology, just like Auntie Tia used to do with m

AURORA'S POV When Daniel knocked on the door, I pulled him inside really fast. He was wearing a black shirt, jeans, and had his usual serious face. “His laptop will probably have a password,” I said, still holding the door, my heart beating fast. I never broke the law. Not for anything or anyone. I didn’t even cross the street when the light was red. My love for my husband was making me crazy. Daniel walked past the living room without looking at the boy and went up the stairs. I followed him and pointed at Herold’s office. Daniel put on some gloves, took a tool from his backpack, and opened the locked door easily. We both went inside. I kept thinking about Tinder, who was downstairs watching TV, waiting for me. I felt very bad. I was about to change his life forever. Even though I knew it was the right thing because of his bad father, I also knew Tinder might hate me for it. “So Aiden was right,” Daniel said with no feeling, turning on the laptop and sitting in Herold’s chair.

AURORA'S POV I couldn’t lie, so I gave a small smile and shrugged, trying to look confident. “Your secret is not really a secret anymore. That’s not good for someone who is the head of Green Living. Anyway, I’m here to tell you that was the last time you hit your son. I’m going to report this to Child Protective Services. I’ve done this before, so I’ll tell you what will happen. I’ll file a report, and CPS will come to your house within a day to check on the kids. They’ll see the bruises on Tinder and find other signs of abuse or neglect. When they do, they’ll take the kids to a foster home and charge you with a crime.” Morgana looked like she was going to choke. “I’ve worked with many schools and know some people at CPS. I can probably help Morgana get full custody, since she didn’t hurt the kids. Now, as for you” I looked at Morgana. She slid down the wall, crying hard on the floor and face was wet with tears. “You should always put your kids first.” “I did.” Morgana he