All Chapters of CINDERELLA'S FORCED MARRIAGE WITH SEXY BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Emma's POV:“Alex…?”Alex's head snapped towards me, and it didn't take more than two seconds for his expression to go from surprise to irritation. “For God’s sake! Couldn’t you find a worse time than this?” My jaw dropped.I had expected… what exactly had I expected? An apology? An explanation? Something that would make this betrayal feel even slightly less shattering? But instead, he had the audacity to be annoyed at me?I stepped forward, crushing the smashed cake box I had dropped earlier. “Are you being serious right now…? That’s what you think is wrong with all this– my timing!” He just stared at me, completely indifferent. “What else?” He shrugged, like this was all just some minor inconvenience, and I was the crazy one for blowing things out of proportion. “I just didn’t expect you to be back so soon.” I felt like a volcano, with thousands of emotions surging inside my heart, ready to burst: rage, humiliation, betrayal… but I forced them down. I needed answers firs

Emma's POV:The moment I stepped through the doors of the mansion, I could see Mrs. Miller pacing in the living room like a caged panther. Her signature blood-red heels clicked like gunshots against the marble floor, and her head snapped up as soon as she heard me enter."Can't you understand the meaning of urgency, you useless girl!" Vivian hissed, storming towards me, scrunching up her nose as she approached. “Gosh! What is that? Don't you have any shame, reeking of cheap liquor in the middle of the day! That's where you spend all the money we pay you, isn't it!”I opened my mouth to explain that I couldn't find a ride during peak traffic hours, but before I could, a sharp slap landed on the back of my head. “At least you should have thought about my daughter's reputation before behaving in such a classless, unlady-like manner! If a single photograph of yours gets leaked, who will face the backlash for it?”I bit my lip, acting like a substitute for Charlotte didn't mean I couldn

Emma's POV: “Do you, Xeros Martinez, take Charlotte Miller to be your wife?”“I do.”Xeros’ voice was deep and steady– like he was reciting answers from a script rather than pledging his life to someone, but didn’t dare look up. The presence of the veil over my face felt suffocating, but I was thankful for it. At least it was useful for hiding the panic in my eyes! I swallowed the ball of tears forming in my throat, keeping my eyes fixed on the bouquet of lilies in my hands. How was I ever going to escape this charade now?Till now, my role had been limited to wearing Charlotte’s clothes, writing her speeches and standing in for her when she couldn’t be bothered to show up. And then, I would disappear the moment she arrived under the spotlight, gracing the world with her presence. Just like that, I could go back to being Emma again. But now–“I now pronounce you man and wife!”The officiant's words echoed inside the grand chapel, which was filled with guests eager to witness the

Emma's POVA few bright rays of sunshine managed to peek inside, finding a crack in the heavy curtains. I let out a yawn, stretching in the comfortable bed before I reached for my phone: 11:15 AM. The next few seconds were spent staring at my unfamiliar surroundings in surprise, before I remembered where I was: in the grand master bedroom of Xeros’ mansion. The sheets on the other side of the bed were crisp, as if they had never been touched. Making my way toward the kitchen, my steps halted as something caught me off guard.A full breakfast spread was waiting for me: cheese omelets, fresh fruit, warm croissants and pastries. My stomach growled as I approached the table, making me realize I hadn't eaten anything since before the wedding ceremony yesterday. Honestly, I had prepared myself for a breakfast of water and– if I was lucky, maybe a bruised apple. After years at the orphanage, I had learned to survive on scraps without complaining. We were often low on funds, and the s