The Billionaire's Delicate wife

A pair of heels clicked on the tiled floor aggressively, the steps portrayed the anger of the bride walking in her wedding attire. Her face was twisted into a frown, a fierce fire could be seen burning in her eyes as she paddled her walk across the hall. Her Red hair scattered behind her as she matched the veil hanging at the tip with just a pin, the beautiful hair that had once been styled into a beautiful bun with jewelry was loosened and messed up. Her eyes flashed with a dangerous glint as she passed through various rooms, she wasn't the innocent lady from a few hours back. All her dreams were shattered into bits, and the fairy tales she had about love were all shattered into broken pieces. At that moment she lost her innocence and naivety, She finally located room 305 which was written in the message sent to her, her friend Mila from Country A had sent her various videos of her so-called fiancee, soon-to-be groom, and the love of her life. In one of the videos, she had caught a

A man was panting as he raced through the corridor, passing through different doors that led to different rooms finally he reached the room he was going to and pushed the door open. He had been checking the time and calculating the time left for him to get to his boss and thankfully, he got there on time.The pushed the door open and breathed out his words as he had been running. "Boss, I am here, I got here on time." He was Arnold's assistant, Taylor.Arnold had a towel tied around his waist, with water dripping from his hair into his refined abs that would make any woman go crazy for him. He was crazily hot.Luckily for Taylor, his boss was just coming out of the bathroom. Arnold wasn't friendly to his employees, causing all of them to fear him as they had witnessed what he could do if they failed or disappointed him."Here are your clothes, boss, just as you like them," Taylor had regained his breath and now handed the bag to his boss. Arnold took the bag from Taylor. "Find the

Chapter 5 Alice woke up in a mess, and in unexplainable fright. Was she in the afterlife already? She wondered as she stared up at a strange ceiling that was nothing like hers. Her room didn't have a chandelier that classy, and a marble ceiling that glowed like lightning. She slowly gained her orientation as she carefully sat up in the awkwardly large bed she was in. There was just too much white in the room— white walls, white sheets, white marble floor. White everything. For a moment she was sure that she was in the afterlife, till she saw the black door in front of her. What happened? Where was she? The questions kept coming at her, but there wasn't any befitting answer, leaving her as a worried mess. Instantly she was hit a sharp headache which forced her to recollect all the events that had taken place so rapidly. “No fucking way...” she muttered to herself as she saw her wedding dress hung on the wall beside the bed. She was in a new set of clothes. She recollected the mo

Chapter 7“Ma'am, if you would just calm down and listen—”“Ma'am? Seriously?” Alice cut off the young maid who had walked in on her moment of desperation. “Do I look that old to you?”She had silenced her with that last question. The young maid had brought her food, which she suspected to have contained some sort of...She didn't even know what exactly to suspect, but she knew that Arnold, offering her food, was questionable on its own. Was it his way of trying to win her trust? If it was, she thought, then he'd really failed. He knew totally nothing about her. It was going to take more than a treat to win her trust.The young maid had walked in on her frantic attempt to hang herself from the chandelier with a tough strap from her wedding dress. It was supposed to be a solemn moment of desolation, a quiet scene, of her transition from the world without anyone's notice. Until she walked in.“There's a better way to go about this,” she said, trying to draw closer to her. “This is not t

Chapter 9Sophia took consecutive deep breaths, questioning if what she was about doing was worth it. But then she had no other option but to do it. She exhaled heavily as she braced herself for whatever that was coming.The deal was done when she pushed the doorbell. She had come to her point of no return. She shut her eyes waiting for the door to swing open, but it didn't. She presumed it a sign to turn back and return to where she had been weathering the storm.She was about making the turn when the door finally came open. She was met by Gretna's frown, which was a bad sign. Gretna— the Dennisons' maid was always bright-eyed and optimistic, but not at the moment. It almost felt like she had just seen bad luck.“Good day,” Sophia managed to blurt out a greeting, not being able to look Gretna directly in the eye. “Good afternoon. Can I come in?”“Who's at the door?” the familiar voice of Jia, her mother echoing from inside the large house made her heart thump with desperation. “You