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Chapter 83
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2026-07-04 21:01:30
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Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss Chapter 83
YVONNE'S P.O.VMy heart stopped the pumping thing it was supposed to doActually...No.It kept beating, only now it was pounding so violently against my ribs that I feared Mr Voss would hear it before he saw me.”Who's there?” His deep voice echoed through the corridor.Every muscle in my body locked, freezing me over. I couldn't move or breathe or think I pressed myself harder against the marble pillar as if I could merge myself into it. Please...Please don't come this way. Please don't see meThe sharp click of his shoes echoed as Mr Voss walked towards me. One...two... three, Each sound sounded louder than the last.He was walking toward me. Oh God. Oh God. Mr Voss was going to catch me, and I won't be able to explain what I was doing here and why I'm hiding from him. Then since I can't tell him the truth, he would have to bring our... relationship to an endMy eyes stung and the first drop of tears slid out. God, it hurt. Just the thought of upsetting Mr Voss and ruining this se
Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss Chapter 82
YVONNE'S P.O.V“Breathe” I urged myself for the seventh time. My one hand was braced against the marble wall, and the other gripped the edge of the sink so tightly my knuckles had turned white.Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Again and Again After leaving Prince Emir's suite, I had rushed into the nearest bathrooms down the corridor, locked myself inside one, and spent the last five minutes dry heaving over the sink. Nothing came up because there was nothing in my stomach to throw up, only bone-chilling fear. It was cold and suffocating and it still refused to loosen its grip around my chest.I cupped another handful of icy water and splashed it over my face. Droplets of it slid down my cheeks and dripped from my chin into the clean white basin.My chest squeezed again. That didn't help, nothing helped. I had partically ran out of Prince Emir's suite but my heartbeat refused to slow down, it was still pounding and pounding hardMaybe I will have that cardiac arrest before I get home
Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss Chapter 81
YVONNE'S P.O.VMy heart skipped a dangerous beat. The question landed so brutally, that it slammed into my thoughts and scattered themMy lips parted, closed shut, and parted again. My palms turned clammy and I instinctively rubbed them over the length of my dressFor a second, I genuinely hoped that I had heard him wrong. There was no way Prince Emir would know that I was.... involved with Mr Voss. In fact, no one knew. We were careful, we always made sure we were careful So how did...oh my God, my heart was pounding so hard behind my chest I feared it would burst right out of me“Excuse me?” My voice was the scrape of a whisper, I was sure my fear was evident in my face Prince Emir didn't repeat himself immediately, He simply watched me with deeply observant eyes that I wanted to remove myself fromHe poured us both some tea with unnerving patience, he continued watching me as he brought his cup to his lips, studying my every reaction. From the hitch in my breath, to the way my f
Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss Chapter 80
YVONNE'S P.O.VHow old was I?I had stayed up all night, been restless all day to arrive at this ‘meeting’ to be asked how old I wasOf all the questions in the world Prince Emir wanted answers to, that was the one he chose first?What's so important about my age anyway? He didn't ask who I was, why, or how I came to work for SilverThorn, or any other thing that would clue me in on his purpose about all thisBut my ageThe silence stretched, Prince Emir didn't rush me. He didn't repeat the question either. The doors beside us opened slowly and two maids entered carrying silver trays. One set down a teapot and cups while the other arranged fresh fruit, and small pastries that looked more like decorations than actual food to be eatenNeither of us spoke.The women moved about the suite like robots, their footsteps barely making a sound against the thick carpet. Within moments, everything had been arranged perfectly on the low table between us. Then they were goneThen we were two again
Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss Chapter 79
YVONNE'S P.O.VA black sedan arrived less than an hour later, forty-three minutes to be exact. I was standing by my bedroom window, watching the street go by when I saw it pull up to the curb below. The vehicle was sleek, shining under the afternoon sun. The windows were dark and tinted tooThen a man stepped out, as if he could feel me watching him, he looked up towards my window, his face expressionless A swallow worked down my throat. Quickly, I grabbed my purse, checked my reflection one more time in my vanity mirror, my dress was plain and simple, the makeup on my face was minimal When I got down to the curb, the man was waiting for the passenger door of the car to open. He was tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in an immaculate black suit with sharp linesHis expression never changed. It was the same static blankness from when he saw me watching through the window I forced a small smile out of courtesy “Hello”No answer. My eyes scrutinized the car, just in case there was a
Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss Chapter 78
YVONNE'S P.O.VSaturdays were supposed to feel too short.That was the unspoken rule of weekends, You blinked once, and they were over. Today, however, seemed determined to prove every rule wrong.Time had slowed to the pacing of a snail. My eyes drifted to the clock perched above my bedroom wall for what had to be the twentieth time this morning. A tired groan escaped my lips when the thin hands informed me it was only ten twenty-seven.As in Ten twenty-seven A.M I had been awake since a little after seven. It can't be just three hours since. God, it felt like I've been waiting for days, turns out it's just their measly hours I was impatient and restless out of my mind. “Can you move faster” I muttered to the clock, but it only continued its ticking byWith nothing else to do, I reached for my phone, scrolling through every app I frequented, including my emails. There were no missed calls, no messages. Nothing The only thread of conversation I had open was Sasha telling me she'd
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