تسجيل الدخولBack on the sofa, Aiden turned to face Ella."I heard everything he said," he admitted quietly."While I was caressing your thighs.""Uh...," Ella stammered, avoiding his gaze. "I think I've told you how badly I'm being treated in this marriage. It shouldn't come as a surprise.""It isn't," Aiden replied. "What I don't understand is why you still care about him. He treats you badly, yet you keep pushing me away."Ella looked down at her hands. "Well... we almost got caught.""I don't care if he catches us," Aiden said firmly as he pulled her closer."Ella, marry me. Please. Let me take care of you."Ignoring his plea, Ella reached for the remote control and switched the television to a news channel."You watch the news?" Aiden asked, surprised."Yes," Ella answered. "I like knowing what's happening in the country."The newscaster's voice suddenly filled the room."Aiden Robert, heir to the Robert family , is set to marry the daughter of another wealthy family. It seems the rich will a
Ella returned from the hospital clutching the pregnancy results tightly against her chest. Every step she took into the grand Matthews villa felt heavier than the last. The doctor’s warning echoed inside her head like a curse. You must not have sex with your husband until you give birth. Any stress to the pregnancy could be dangerous. Her fingers trembled around the envelope. If Aiden found out the truth now, everything would fall apart. “Where have you been?” Aiden’s deep voice startled her so badly that the scan almost slipped from her hands. He stood at the bottom of the staircase, tall and intimidating in his black shirt, his sharp eyes already narrowing suspiciously. Ella forced a smile. “I just went out for some fresh air.” Aiden stepped closer. “Then why are you hiding something?” His gaze dropped to the papers behind her back. “N-nothing,” she stuttered. Before she could move, Aiden grabbed her waist and pulled her against his chest. “I’ve missed you.”
“We have an auction tonight,” Kingsley said while adjusting the cuffs of his expensive suit. “Dress properly, Kourtney. Important people will be there.”Kourtney smiled instantly, already excited by the thought of luxury, cameras, and attention.Ella sat quietly across the room, pretending not to listen, though every word scraped against her nerves.Important people.Rich people.Fake people.She lowered her eyes to the untouched cup of tea in her hands.I won’t be here much longer anyway, she reminded herself.Nine months.That was the deal she had made with herself.Carry the child. Survive the marriage.Leave quietly.Simple.At least, it was supposed to be.By evening, the Wilfred ballroom glittered like royalty had descended upon it. Crystal chandeliers bathed the massive hall in golden light while politicians, billionaires, celebrities, and socialites filled the room with laughter and expensive perfume.Ella stood beside Kingsley like a decoration rather than a wife.Kingsley b
Aiden appeared at Kingsley’s mansion the next afternoon, uninvited and dangerously calm.The estate was quieter than usual, the tension from the previous night still hanging heavily in the air. Guards stood at every corner, staff whispered behind closed doors, and somewhere upstairs, Ella was trying to convince herself she had made the right decision.She froze the moment she saw him.Aiden leaned casually against the doorway of the private lounge, dressed in black, his expression unreadable. But his eyes… his eyes searched her face like he was looking for something he had lost.“What are you doing here?” Ella asked coldly, though her pulse betrayed her.“I came to see you.” His voice was low.Controlled. “You disappeared yesterday. And whatever happened to you… it wasn’t nothing.”Ella folded her arms tightly. “You shouldn’t be here.”Aiden stepped closer. “Then tell me to leave without shaking.”Her breath caught for half a second.That annoyed her more than his presence.“You want
“What are you doing here?” Ella whispered sharply as she stared at the callboy. “And why are you even putting on a mask?”The ballroom lights shimmered against the black mask covering half of his face. Around them, the music had faded into nervous murmurs as guests watched the strange scene unfold.A dangerous smile curved against his lips.“I saw the way they were treating you,” he said calmly. “And I didn’t like it.”Ella’s heartbeat skipped.There was something terrifying about how calm he sounded. Kingsley, on the other hand, looked furious.“You!” Kingsley snapped. “Who do you think you are to interfere between me and my wife?”Aiden tilted his head slightly.“Your wife?” he repeated with amusement. “Funny. You don’t treat her like one.”Kingsley’s jaw tightened.Before he could speak again, Kourtney crossed her arms dramatically.“Oh please,” she scoffed. “Ella really brought her little toyboy here to cause a scene.”Ella clenched her fists in humiliation.Aiden noticed immedia
Aiden held Kingsley’s wrist effortlessly, his expression hidden beneath the mask.The entire balcony fell silent.Ella stared at him in shock.The callboy!.What is he doing here?, everything was going through Ella's thought.The tension in the air became suffocating.“What the hell?” Kingsley barked, trying unsuccessfully to free himself.Aiden’s voice came out cold and dangerous.“How dare you try to lay your hands on a woman?”Kingsley glared at him. “This is between me and my wife.”“And that gives you the right to hit her?”The guests began whispering louder now.Phones slowly appeared.People loved scandals.Especially rich people scandals.“Let go of me,” Kingsley snarled.Aiden tilted his head slightly. “Don’t you have regard for women?”The question humiliated Kingsley even further because everyone was watching now.Ella noticed something strange then.Aiden wasn’t nervous.Not even slightly.In fact… he looked completely comfortable standing among the elite guests at the Robe
Aiden carried Ella into his mansion while, across the city, Kingsley searched frantically for her, checking every street with rising panic.Then he spotted a man carrying a woman into a black gate.“That has to be Ella,” he muttered, quickening his pace.Inside the mansion, Aiden lowered Ella onto
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 m
I froze so hard that the bucket slipped from my hand and crashed against the marble floor. The loud sound echoed through the massive bedroom like thunder.My husband jerked upright immediately, his eyes widening in shock. His girlfriend quickly grabbed the bedsheet to cover herself, but it was too







