All Chapters of Betrothed To My Enemy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It was Monday morning again. I groaned as I got up. I hated Mondays—there was always something going wrong, especially for me.I hadn’t seen Martin since Friday night. Yesterday, I took Jason out to the movies, then ice skating, shopping, and finally to his favorite restaurant.I took him home around six, much to Claire's dismay. The look on her face when I showed up that late was priceless—she wanted to scold me, but my parents were home, so she had to keep up her act.I stayed a while, catching up with my parents, but something seemed off, like they were hiding something from me. We talked about the upcoming fashion show and their business, which I found strange because my father had never pressured me to take over one day."Hey Brookie, I have something to tell you," Nathaniel said, closing the door behind him.I looked up from my computer, taking off my glasses. "What?""I don’t know how you’ll handle this," he said, scratching his head.I rolled my eyes. "Will you spit it out alre

The next morning, I got up early to meet my employees at one of the restaurants not far from the office.I walked in and saw everyone there, including Katherine. Thinking about it, I haven't heard anything from her since the fire."Good morning, everyone. Thank you for meeting me here," I greeted them with a smile.They all greeted me back—friendly. "Did you order yet?" I asked them, to which they replied with a no.I called a waiter over, telling them to order whatever they wanted and that I would pay for it.As soon as the waiter left, I began, "You all heard about the fire. We lost all our designs, everything. That means there won't be a fashion show to host this weekend," I sighed, thinking about all our hard work that was now ashes."Will we still be able to work?" "Do we still have work?" "What are you going to do now?"All these questions came at me at once. I understood their concerns."Yes, we will still be able to work. Those of you who do the designs will be working from h

Martin's povI was still tired when I got up just before seven. Last night when I came home Brooke wasn't at the dining table and I knew she was mad.Yesterday before Brooke came over Daniel asked me if Katherine could be my secretary while Leag goes on maternity leave. I didn't want to but something seemed a bit suspicious.Flashback to yesterday.Daniel came knocking on my door, "What do you want?" I asked him a bit harshly but I don't care."Hello to you too," he said walking in and sitting down at the chair. I look up from my computer and saw him looking around the office."What can I do for you?" I asked again."Have you found a replacement for Leah yet?" He asked still looking around."Not yet and what do you mean by replacement? Leah will be back after a few months," I informed him."Oh, yes I forgot but anyway did you find someone yet?" "Why?" I asked looking at my computer again. Fuck I have so much work I don't have time for small talks."My girlfriend Katherine is looking

Brooke's pov It's Friday today my favorite day of the week because tonight I get to relax after a hard week. Payton is coming over again since Martin still hasn't returned from Greece. I miss him though and I guess he also misses me, he has been calling me every day since he left making sure I'm alright. I have been sleeping in his bedroom and I found it easier to fall asleep at night especially if he calls me. We have been getting along pretty well for enemies. I'm on my way to the mall to get the snacks and some groceries for the house and our sleepover. I asked Samuel to drive me since Martin doesn't want me to drive by myself. The mall was busy mostly teenagers hanging around I guess that's what most teenagers do these days. I grabbed some chips, soda, chocolates, and other candies. When I was done getting everything I needed I walked to the checkout point. "Brooke?" I heard Daniels's voice behind me. "Oh hey, Daniel," I say taking out my card. "Don't worry I got it," he sa

Warning this chapter contains abuse please be advised...Brooke's pov I woke up with a pair of strong hands wrapped around me making me snuggle closer, I felt something poking my butt and I didn't want to stand up yet. The poking continued and I try to remove it only to get a groan from someone behind me. I take it in my hand and try to move the huge thing that's been poking me again but this time the groaning got louder and I immediately remember I fell asleep on the couch with Martin and I quickly realized what it is that I'm holding in my hands. My eyes widen in shock and I jump forward in shock falling once again on my face. Laughter causes me to look up with a scowl on my face and I glare at him for laughing. "You know what I think?" He laughs. "What?" "I think you like the floor more than you like me." "Shut up I didn't ask for your opinion," I glare at him. "I didn't do anything," he said holding his hands up. "It's your fault," I continue to glare at him. "How is my f