My Stranger Husband: The Billionaire Took My Son Away!

Ana's pov:"How could you?!" My voice cracked from hurt and anger.I didn't know what I expected from them, perhaps to look guilty at least, but they weren't even shaken by my entrance and anger."Oh, you're back," Jenny yawned, stretching out lazily on the couch. "How was your night? Rough, I assume. I could hear you all the way from my room, moaning all night long." Her spiteful face. Her wicked eyes. She wasn't even sorry.Anger and hurt exploded in my chest and all I could see was red as I matched up to her and slapped her hard across the face.She screamed loudly and her mother, my stepmother, rose from the recliner, enraged. She glared angrily at my father. "Are you not going to do anything?! She just slapped Jenny!"Once more, I was shocked by what happened next. My father raised his hand and smacked me hard on my cheek.I crumbled to the floor, pain flaring in my cheek."If you ever lay a hand on Jenny again, you'll have me to deal with!" He roared.I cradled my cheek and lo

Ana's pov:"Shotgun!" Sophia screamed, running to the passenger side and slipping into the car.Tylor laughed and stared at her fondly before he turned to look at me."My father will be having a field day now that you're back." Tylor complained.My eyebrows creased. "What?" He shrugged with his hands shoved in his pockets. "He has always been on my neck concerning coming back home to take over the business, you know? I held out because I wanted to wait for you to finish your education first. Now that you're back, I'm not going to hear the end of it."I hesitated.I never even knew or considered that his entire life had been on hold for me.Tylor had done so much for me, for very little in return. I could never repay him for how kind he has been to Liam, Sophia and I."No way!" A voice suddenly screamed in excitement, cutting off our conversation.I whirled around to see a very attractive young woman grinning widely at Tylor. "It can't be– Tylor? Tylor Smith? Heir of Smith enterprise?

Silence ensued after his last statement.I couldn't find another job to support me on such short notice. This job will have to do, even if it's for only a short period of time until I find a better one. Hopefully, working for a literal ice statue wouldn't be so hard."Take her to complete the paperwork and give her a tour of the building," the man said to his butler.The butler –I didn't quite catch his name, so I'm just going to call him Alfred– nodded, looking pleased for whatever reason and led me out of the office. He had an aristocratic air about him, very elegant and posh, as if he had been serving royals for decades and was now like one of them.I completed signing the necessary legal documents but a clause on one of the financial documents made me pause. On the position I had been offered, it still said 'manager' not 'secretary', but that wasn't even the shocking part. I knew the price range for a managerial position for someone like me with little or no experience. However, w

Greyson's pov:"I'm here for dinner."Ana looked at me as if I just declared that I would go hula hooping on the moon with a narwhal.Her mouth hung open, her eyes wide like saucers.Seeing as she was a little short for words, I stepped into her apartment and looked around the tiny little foyer. I recognized my son's faux leather coat hanging on the coat hanger.The smell of food, delicious and savoury, filled the entire apartment and assaulted my nostrils.So this was why the little rascal decided to leave with her. He wanted home cooked food.Speaking of the devil, he strolled into the foyer, a slightly annoyed expression clear on his face. He looked at me calmly, his eyes conveying a message; "what are you doing here?"I gave him a look of my own; "same thing you're doing here."I turned and took off my coat, hanging it neatly on the coat hanger before it dawned on Ana that I wasn't joking when I said that I'd stay for dinner."B... But– I'm supposed to start my job tomorrow, not t

Ana's pov:"Goodnight mummy. Goodnight daddy," Sophia said as we both kissed her forehead and tucked her in with her favorite plush toy.We always tucked her in together and played our parts at being a pseudo family. It was a game that both Sophia and Tylor loved but I worried that it would give them the wrong idea and further encourage Tylor."What's the condition?" I asked Tylor as soon as we closed the door to Sophia's room after making sure she was sleeping soundly."You have to stay away from Greyson." He said with a straight face.I rolled my eyes. "Kind of hard to do because I work for him now.""I know but–" he let out an exasperated breath and raked his hand through his hair. "If it has nothing to do with the job, keep your distance from him. Don't go close to him. Don't let him get close to you. And–""That's four conditions, Tylor." I groaned."This one's important. Hear me out," he said, walking close to me until he was a hair's breath from me. He looked into my eyes inten