chapter 14

THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE BRIDE

CHAPTER 14: THE ATTACK

Mia POV

That morning, the sky was grey. Not dark. Just grey, like something bad was about to happen.

Adrian had already left for work. He kissed my forehead before he left, like he always did now. It was a small kiss. A husband kiss. Not a contract kiss.

"Drive carefully," he said. "Call me when you reach Sophia's house."

"I will," I said. "Don't worry."

I got into my car. I turned on the music. I was going to see Sophia. She wanted to help me pick a dress for the next party.

I was driving on the quiet road near our house when I saw it in my mirror.

A black car. No plate number. It was driving too close behind me.

I tried to speed up. It sped up too.

I tried to slow down. It came closer.

My heart started beating fast. "What is this?"

Then, BANG!

The black car hit my car from behind. Hard.

My car shook. My hands slipped on the steering wheel. I screamed.

BANG! Again. Harder this time.

My car went off the road. It hit the pavement. The airbag exploded in my face. Everything went white. Then black.

I woke up in the hospital.

White walls. The smell of medicine. A machine beeping beside me.

And Adrian.

He was sitting beside my bed, holding my hand. His suit was dirty. His shirt had blood on it. My blood.

His eyes were red. He had been crying. Adrian Cole, the cold billionaire, had been crying.

"Mia," he whispered when he saw my eyes open. "Mia, you are awake. Thank God. Thank God."

I tried to speak. My throat hurt. "What... what happened?"

"You had an accident," he said, his voice shaking. "A car hit you. You were unconscious for two hours. The doctor said you are lucky. You only have a small cut on your forehead. And your arm is broken."

I looked at my arm. It was in a bandage. It hurt.

"Who did this?" I asked.

Adrian's face changed. The soft husband disappeared. The cold billionaire came back.

"Daniel," he said. "He hired them. I checked the cameras. The black car was hired by Daniel's driver. He wanted to scare you. He wanted to hurt you because of the kiss at the gala."

I felt cold inside. Daniel. The man I once loved. The man I almost married. He tried to kill me.

Adrian stood up. His fists were tight. "I am going to end him tonight. I am going to destroy him. I will make sure he never walks free again."

I grabbed his hand with my good hand. I held it tight, even though my arm hurt.

"Adrian, don't," I said. "Please don't."

He looked at me, surprised. "Mia, he tried to kill you!"

"I know," I said, tears falling down my face. "But if you go now, angry like this, you will become like my father. You will become a man who destroys people for revenge. I don't want that Adrian. I want the Adrian who brings me tea. I want the Adrian who kisses my forehead."

Adrian stopped. He looked at my broken arm. He looked at my tears.

He sat back down slowly. He held my hand again, gently this time.

"You are right," he whispered. "I am sorry. I will not go. I will stay here. With you."

That night, he did not go to work. He did not go to his office. He did not go to find Daniel.

He stayed in the hospital. All night.

He sat on the chair beside my bed, holding my good hand, until I fell asleep.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, he was still there. Asleep, his head on the bed, still holding my hand.

I looked at him and I realized something terrifying.

I did not want revenge anymore.

I did not want Daniel to suffer. I did not want my father to suffer. I did not want anyone to suffer.

I just wanted Adrian. I wanted him to stay. I wanted him to hold my hand forever.

And that was the most dangerous feeling of all.

Because Rule 1 said: No love. This is business.

But I was falling in love. And I was falling fast. And there was no way to stop it.