All Chapters of My Contract Husband Is The Enemy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aliya’s POV No matter how hard I tried not to break down, it didn’t work. My efforts were relentless, and the tears streamed down my face endlessly as I walked out of the house and away from the man I thought loved and cared so much about me. Philip was everything I thought a woman could wish for, considering how lonely it was to be a billionaire heiress. He made me feel all kinds of love, but now I see it was all for nothing. I had left my wealth, my lifestyle and my family all for a man who didn’t give a damn about me and slept with a girl I thought was my best friend. My chest tightened, and I clenched my fist while standing out on the lonely, cold street. The street lights glared at me as the fireflies danced together. It was dark, lonely, and scary. What made things worse was the striking sound of the thunderstorm and lightning that signaled it was about to pour. “Fuck,” I cursed as it came pouring down on me like my failed love life. I shuddered under the cold, waiting

Liam’s POV If I had been told I’d wind up half-naked in the restroom for ladies earlier this morning, then I would have bitten that person’s head off. An absent minded server had decided “oh, today is the day for me to soil someone’s clothes. Why don’t I try Mr Liam’s?” What a lousy place to be called a five-star restaurant. I had been washing my hands in the sink when I realized I was in the wrong bathroom, but it was too late. A lady had walked in already. My eyes widened when I realized it was her. The woman I had pushed out of the road hours back. “If I let go, you won’t scream anymore, right?” I asked, and she nodded. Slowly, I peeled my hands away from her mouth as she inhaled and exhaled. “You… you.. why… what?” She stuttered “I can explain.” I said, trying to calm her down. “You’re a pervert! What are you doing in the ladies’ room, huh?” She yelled. “Okay, lady, it’s a crazy story. First, this restaurant is trash. Second, a server soi

Liam’s POVAs she handed me her house address, I couldn’t understand why she’d let a man speak to her that way. It’s not like I cared what happened to her; I just found it disrespectful how a lowlife could speak to an heiress like that. Did she really not tell him who she was? Because he seemed clueless.I took the card from her hand, staring down at her hazel eyes, and a smirk formed on my lips. If only she knew the person she was dealing with right now, a cheating ex would be the least of her problems.She didn’t wait for another word as she got into her car and drove away.“Boss, I must say, what you’re wearing is ugly,” Posh said, emerging from behind me while I stared at her moving car. He wasn’t wrong. It was quality, but not my style.“Let’s go. I have some things to take care of before meeting her later at her place,” I said, walking toward my sleek black SUV with Posh trailing behind me.“You’re walking into the enemy’s territory, boss. Why don’t we just get it over with now?

Aliya’s POVI couldn’t let Nick know how thankful I was to him for showing up when I had no one to save me. Those men almost violated me, and that would have destroyed me, but he saved me and never left my side.I know I was being a brat, but letting my guard down again wasn’t something I was willing to do. Our relationship was clearly contracted. He worked for me, I paid him—it shouldn’t be that difficult, right?As we drove into my dad’s mansion, my heartbeat quickened. I knew I shouldn’t care what they thought, but I still felt the need to prove that I didn’t live for their love—especially since they clearly had none for me.The car came to a halt, and I couldn’t understand why Nick didn’t seem amazed at the size of this estate. Anyone who got in here always had their mouths hanging open, but him—it seemed he wasn’t impressed. Not like I was aiming to impress him, but he ought to be.“Don’t say anything unless you’re being asked a question. I can’t risk you spoiling my plans. But i

Liam’s POV It was funny and crazy that she thought I cared about her little outburst the previous night. She had called me broke in many ways, but jokes on her—her family’s wealth came second to mine. It has always been that way, and it’ll always be that way. When I had asked for her phone, I honestly didn’t want to take a look at the picture Philip had sent. I had wanted to warn him, but then I realized she would think the worst of me, so I didn’t press the matter further. But when she lashed out at me continuously, I tried so hard not to hold her by the neck and strangle her till she lost her little life. As I walked away from the temptation, I couldn’t help but wonder why she’d choose to make someone like Philip her fiancé, who has done nothing but insult her. Once inside my room, I made sure to shut the door tight, and then I called up Posh immediately. “Yes, boss?” he responded. “I want to know everything about Philip, the guy who harassed Aliya at the restaurant ye