Loving a cruel billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Chapter 11: Marriage*Melissa's POV*A week had past since williams made me his wife against my wish. I had moved out of the maid's quarter and was now living in the same floor but a different room from his. He had allowed me to go see my father only a few times since he brought me here for the second time. At least that was something to be thankful for.Today, williams and I would be going to register the wedding in a court. I had kept it a secret from my dad as I didn't want him to worry too much about me until he fully recovered. I would be doing this for him, at least he wouldn't have to worry about the debt anymore.I blinked severally to stop the tears that clouded my eyes, so that I don't ruin the makeup on my face."It's time to put on your gown ma'am," the makeup artist, a red haired woman whom williams had brought to dress me up told me. I smiled sadly before standing up from the front of the vanity mirror.My gaze travelled to the short white gown that laid beautifully on t

Chapter 13: Emotions*Melissa's POV*I slowly opened my eyes and groggily took in my surrounding. I was in Williams' room, but not in his bed. I was on the sofa and my body ached from the uncomfortable night's sleep. My eyes felt puffy and swollen from crying, and my head throbbed with a sharp pain.I sat up and winced in pain, feeling the stiffness in my neck and back. I must had slept awkwardly, trying to find comfort on the firm cushion.Yesterday's event flooded my head and my heart sank painfully. My wedding day which was supposed to be filled with celebration and love had instead being awful and a prison sentence."What are you doing?" Williams' voice echoed in my mind. I had changed into my nightwear and was about getting into his bed last night when his angry voice made me to pause."I'm getting into the bed. I feel tired and want to sleep," I explained looking confused. He was the one who asked that my things be moved into his room, so, it was natural that I slept on the bed

Chapter 15: Service for money*Melissa's POV*Williams and I turned our eyes to the door, our gaze locking onto the newcomer. A young man, about Williams' age, stepped into the room, his eyes locking onto ours with a mixture of surprise and amusement."Woah! Woah! I didn't see anything," he said with a mocking tone, raising his hands in a defensive gesture as he turned around, his back to us. Williams immediately let go of me, and I quickly arranged my gown, feeling embarrassed by the whole situation."Are you lovers ready now?" the man asked after a moment, his voice laced with sarcasm, before turning around to face us with a sly smile. From the look of things, he and Williams knew each other, and I sensed a playful rivalry between them. Williams glared at him, his expression darkening, before walking over to his desk and leaving me standing alone. I wished to run away and hide, somewhere very far.The man's smile grew wider as he took in my discomfort, and he walked over to me causi

Chapter 17: Lingerie*Williams' POV*I arrived at my office, my mind preoccupied with the events of the previous night. I called Mariam to retrieve Melissa's account details from the file I had compiled during my investigation before the wedding. Once she had the information, I instructed her to transfer fifty thousand dollars into the account. I didn't know what she needed the money for, so I decided to add more should Incase the amount she asked for wasn't enough.Afternoon soon came and I was about to take a break from the stack of papers on my desk when a commotion erupted from outside my office. Before I could process what was happening, Mia burst in, Mariam trailing behind her in an attempt to stop her."What's the meaning of this?" I asked angrily, my question directed at the both of them"I'm very sorry sir, I tried to stop her," she said worriedly."Leave," I said dismissing Mariam. I turned to Mia who now had her arms over her chest, her body trembling with anger. My express

Chapter 19: nightmares*Williams' POV*I stood at my office balcony, my eyes fixed on the bustling road below, my mind a distance away. The sounds of honking cars and chattering pedestrians filled the air like a background noise to the turmoil brewing inside of me. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, a painful reminder of the night I'd rather forget.It had been a week since I had shrieked in panic, since I had chased Melissa out of my presence In the middle of our intimacy. I couldn't forget how she looked at me with a mix of confusion and resentment. I couldn't shake off the embarrassment, the feeling of vulnerability that lingered since after that moment. I knew she must think me incapable, or worse, afraid of sex.I really didn't know why I had been concerned about what she thought of me. It wasn't like her opinion of me mattered. But the the thing was i didn't want her or anyone to see me vulnerable or weak.I had been doing my best to avoid her, as I was still confused about why t