All Chapters of The CEO's Ten Million Dollar Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1 Dumped

BOOK #1 - WRIGHT-PETROV SERIES Drunk…? Not quite. Tipsy…? Definitely. Four glasses of wine shouldn’t have been enough to blur the edges of the world like this—but here I am, lightheaded, unsteady, and teetering on something far more dangerous than alcohol. I want to get drunk. I want to drown in it—anything to quiet the sharp, relentless ache clawing at my chest. My heart hurts. Or maybe it’s my pride. Either way, it burns. It’s Valentine’s Day. The most romantic night of the year. And I just got dumped. Two years—gone. Just like that. On the one day that was supposed to celebrate us. We were meant to be here together, laughing over wine, sharing quiet glances across the table. Instead, I’m alone in a nearly empty restaurant, surrounded by couples who look like they’ve stepped straight out of some love story I’m no longer part of. “I’m not frigid… I’m not a prude…” I murmur under my breath, as if saying it enough times might make it feel true—might make his words stin

Chapter 2 Her First

Yes… the boss. The realization came too late—long after she had lost control of the night. That single, dominating fact was the reason she was now sprawled across the silken sheets, her body completely at his mercy. His strong hands held her thighs upright, her legs dangling helplessly on either side of his head as he buried his face between them. The world had narrowed to this point of intense, shattering sensation. A low, guttural moan, “Ahhhmmm…” escaped her lips as she tried to stifle the sound. But the delicious tension coiling deep within her was undeniable, a rising tide she couldn't hope to contain. Her body began to move of its own accord, a slow, undulating dance to the relentless rhythm he set. "Shit..." She could feel every flick and stroke of his tongue with vivid clarity—a skillful, demanding ministrations that was both drilling and sucking, pushing her steadily toward a precipice. Her fingers tightened around the necktie binding her wrists, the silk a cruel moc

Chapter 3 Proposal

She stirred. Pain greeted her instantly—deep, lingering, and impossible to ignore. It clung to every inch of her body, settling into her muscles like a reminder she couldn’t escape. She felt… used. Worn. Her eyelids fluttered weakly, but they were far too heavy to lift. With a faint groan, she gave up, letting herself sink back into sleep. — The second time she woke, it came slower. More aware. She drew in a deep breath… then another, trying to steady herself as fragments of the previous night surfaced in her mind. Disjointed. Blurred. But enough. Her body throbbed as she shifted, and a sharp ache pulled a quiet groan from her lips. Instinctively, she buried her face into the pillow—only to wince at the discomfort that followed. “What have you done, Lexie…” she muttered hoarsely. She stayed still, staring into nothing, trying to piece everything together—but the memories refused to come clearly. Only flashes remained. Sensations. A voice. Eyes. His eyes. “You slept the whol

Chapter 4 Closed Deal

“I need a wife. Name your price,” he said, as if he were negotiating a business acquisition rather than rearranging someone’s life. The words struck the air between them, but she didn’t immediately process their meaning. “Pardon, Mr. Wright?” she asked slowly, confusion tightening her expression. His gaze didn’t waver. “I need someone to pose as my wife. Temporarily.” He slid a thick document across the table toward her with practiced ease. “This is the agreement.” Reluctantly, she took it. Her fingers hesitated before fully closing around the paper, as though it might burn. Before she could even skim the first page, he added, almost casually, “I need to be married so my girlfriend will come back and stay for good. Once she returns, she’ll agree to marry me properly.” Another document followed—placed beside the first with deliberate precision. “This is the divorce agreement. Once she returns, you sign it, and we end everything cleanly. No complications.” He leaned back slig

Chapter 5 Lion's Den

It had been a month since she became Mrs. Wright—though no one in her world would ever know. No ring on public display. No announcement. No shared photographs. Only a sealed contract and the quiet understanding that her name now existed somewhere inside Lucien Wright’s private world. She had left her small apartment the same day she signed it. No furniture. No sentimental items. No attempts to carry a life she could no longer afford to anchor herself to. Just a single travel bag—light enough to lift, light enough to abandon if she ever needed to disappear again. She didn’t believe in accumulating things anymore. Things made people hesitate. Made them look back. And looking back was dangerous. Inside the Wright mansion, she lived like a guest who had overstayed an invitation no one had explicitly given—but no one had revoked either. She kept her presence minimal, her space controlled, her existence almost polite. Even her wardrobe changed. Not dramatically. Not enough to draw atte

Chapter 6 Odd Man

With Lucien away on a business trip, Zia had managed two full nights of undisturbed, blissful sleep. It was a novelty she was only just beginning to appreciate. Two months had slipped by since Ellen Johnson’s departure from the country, with no indication of her return. Not that Zia was complaining. The perks of being Lucien Wright’s secret wife were… substantial. Beyond the financial security that had lifted a weight from her shoulders, there was the sex. It was a revelation. Even in her previous relationship with Coby, she had never known such all-consuming, raw intimacy. The thought that she, of all people, would crave it was a constant, quiet shock. A faint sadness came over her whenever she thought about how this arrangement would eventually end. Lucien was hard to understand—a man who could be cold and demanding, more like a storm than a source of comfort. Yet despite that, there was something undeniably captivating about him. For two months, she had been sharing a bed wit

Chapter 7 Possessiveness

"Magnificent" Lexie, together with the rest of the C&J Advertising team, stepped into the grand hall where Wright Pharmaceutical was holding its victory party. As the agency behind the company’s newest campaign, they had all been invited. The place was filled with elegant guests—business partners, executives, and well-known personalities. Compared to them, their group entered quietly, almost blending into the background. But Lexie did not. Dressed in a sleek black jumpsuit gown that hugged her slender figure and highlighted her long legs, she stood out effortlessly. Her four-inch heels added height and confidence, while her brown hair, tied in a loose messy bun, exposed the smooth line of her back. The design of her gown was simple, yet bold enough to draw attention without trying too hard. She looked polished. Refined. And undeniably eye-catching. Chris, walking beside her, didn’t even try to hide his admiration. Neither did some of the other men around them, whose gazes ling

Chapter 8 Returned

It's been a week since Lucien hasn't come home, but she was sure he is in the country. Though she wasn't the kind to meddle with his affairs, it's puzzling how he could survive without her for several nights now. Unless something happened to him, which is impossible since she had seen him in the news earlier. More than six months married to the CEO and she is already not used to being away from him for a long time. With a confused mind, she followed Trina enter the restaurant. The woman brought her to celebrate her promotion as assistant manager. Engrossed with her thoughts she didn't notice Trina stopped midway, facing a group of people around the table."CEO Wright good evening" Trina's words made her snap from her stupor. She turns in the direction of Trina's eyes and there she met the piercing eyes of the man bothering her mind. "Good...evening... Mr. Wright..." she stutters but catches herself on time. A polite smile g

Chapter 9 Signed

Already composed, she decided to go home. After her long stroll at the pathway from the gate, she entered and was welcomed by a warm smile. "Good evening, Lexie" Mavis greeted with a smile. The woman's cheerful aura lifts her spirit."Hello, Mavis, good evening" she greets back. If the older woman noticed her puffy eyes she was thankful when she didn't ask."You had your dinner, Lexie?" warmly, she asks."Yes, Mavis, I did with a friend. You can retire for the night now. I will be heading to bed. Goodnight" she sweetly smiles as he ascends the stairs. All household staff has their quarters at the back of the mansion. She is the only person inside for the night with just the securities roving outside. A rule, Lucien had imposed even before she arrives.Entering the huge bedroom, she was welcomed by silence. During the previous days, she didn't mind, but today, knowing where Lucien was, she feel suffocated. The room seems to be trapping her de

Chapter 10 Without A Trace

It's before dinner time when he arrives at the mansion. Lost in his thoughts, he hasn't realized the vehicle has already stopped in front of the huge door.No one disturbs his silence as he blankly stares outside. But something caught his attention snapping him from his stupor, the opening of the huge door.Expecting someone to come out, he held his breath as he waited. Seeing who came out, he heaved a sigh. It was Mavis, smiling at him.Stepping out of the vehicle, he was welcomed by the woman's usual smile."Welcome home, Mr. Wright" she cheerfully greeted."Thank you" he casually replied, walking inside but stopping midstep."Has... Zia, home already" he softly asks without turning towards the woman."No, Mr. Wright" Mavis politely responded. Unmoving, he becomes thoughtful."Prepare the dinner" he announced before continuing to walk towards the stairs.He enters the unusually silent room and his gaze immediately wanders. Th

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