Chapter 2

Ella sat stiffly in the front seat while the city lights blurred past the windows. Behind her, Kourtney and Kingsley were tangled together, laughing between kisses like she didn’t even exist.

“Ella,” Kingsley suddenly called. “Kourtney’s birthday is next week.”

“So? What does that have to do with me?”

“Shut up,” he snapped. “We’re going on a trip, and Grandpa will never allow it unless you come along. You’ll be our excuse.”

Ella folded her arms. “Then pay me five thousand dollars.”

Kingsley nearly choked. “Five thousand?! What are you using it for? A callboy?”

“You suggested it,” Ella replied coldly. “So I tried it.”

“What the hell?” Kingsley muttered. “Is his dick made of gold?”

“Pay me,” Ella said calmly, “or find another excuse.”

Kourtney smirked and leaned against Kingsley. “Baby, just give it to her. Five thousand dollars is nothing.”

Ella stepped out of the car. A debit card flew through the air and landed at her feet.

Before she could react, another car stopped beside her. A hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.

Ella froze.

“Aiden?”

The so-called callboy sat beside her, dressed in black, calm and unreadable.

She stared around the luxurious car. “Aren’t you supposed to be a callboy? Where did you get money for this?”

Aiden’s phone rang.

“Where are you?” a voice barked through the speaker. “The contracts are ready. Everyone’s waiting.”

Ella raised a brow. “Guess being a callboy pays really well.”

The voice on the phone suddenly went silent.

“Aiden?” the caller said slowly. “Was that a woman? I thought you never allowed women in your car. Don’t tell me it’s the married woman from last night”

Aiden ended the call immediately.

At the same time, both of them spoke.

“The money is ready,” Ella said.

“The contract is ready,” Aiden said.

They paused.

“You can do this for free,” Aiden added quietly. “I don’t need your money.”

He handed her a document.

“Sign it.”

Ella barely glanced at the pages before signing.

“You’re not even going to read it?” he asked.

“There’s no need.”

Outside the car, Kingsley suddenly appeared, storming toward them with fury burning in his eyes.

Ella looked up and her breath caught.

“My husband…”

“Then kiss me in front of him,” Aiden said.

He leaned closer.

Kingsley slammed his fists against the window.

Ella panicked. “Drive!”

The driver sped off before Kingsley could reach them.

Aiden’s mansion was unlike anything Ella had seen before. The halls were lined with strange steel handicrafts covered in white cloth.

Curious, she reached for one.

Aiden grabbed the cloth first and covered it again.

“Are you here to look at the art,” he asked darkly, “or me?”

“I just wanted to see it.”

“Then leave if you want.” His voice turned cold. “A car is already waiting outside.”

Ella hesitated.

Leave?

No… I can’t.

Her mission echoed in her mind.

I need to get pregnant.

Before she could think further, Aiden pulled her close and kissed her deeply.

“Aiden!”

A voice interrupted them.

His brother Matthew froze the moment he saw them together and quickly turned away.

“I want to go,” Ella whispered shakily.

“Matthew,” Aiden ordered without looking away from her, “watch her. I want to know everywhere she goes.”

Later that evening, Ella arrived at the grand pool party.

Kingsley, Kourtney, and several of their rich friends were already there.

Kourtney’s eyes narrowed instantly. “You? What are you doing here?”

“I’m not here to fight,” Ella replied. “I came to have fun.”

Kourtney exchanged a glance with a group of men nearby.

Within seconds, they surrounded Ella.

Someone secretly snapped a photo and sent it to Aiden.

Miles away, Aiden looked at the picture and his expression darkened.

“So this is why you left me…” he muttered. “To be with filthy men?”

Back at the pool, Kourtney suddenly shoved Ella hard.

Ella screamed as she fell into the water.

Another video was instantly sent to Aiden.

“Help me!” Ella cried desperately. “I can’t swim!”

Alarms blared through the entire resort.

“Everyone move away from the Robert Pool! A guest has fallen into the water!”

Kourtney groaned in annoyance. “Do you know how much I spent to get in here?”

At that exact moment, Aiden arrived.

Without hesitation, he jumped straight into the pool.

Meanwhile, security guards suddenly grabbed Kingsley and threw him into the water too.

“What the—?!”

Kingsley resurfaced coughing violently, then froze.

Across the pool, Aiden emerged from the water carrying Ella bridal-style in his arms.

Kingsley’s face lost all color.

That man…

The same man Grandpa desperately wanted him to find.

“Aiden?”

Why does he looks like Aiden.

But what Kingsley cares about was someone carrying his wife.

Hey!

That's my wife!

Then realization hit him like lightning.

“Wait… why is Aiden carrying my wife?”