Todos os capítulos de Reborn: The president Contracted Wife : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Nathan POVThe room was still dimly lit, just the faint light from the rising sun streaming through the curtains. I laid on my bed, already awake, staring at the ceiling of my bedroom, unable to force my mind into silence. The soft breathing of Elena who laid beside me, whistled to my ears. She stayed the night here, and after a night of intense sex, she had fallen asleep curled against me, her right hand rested softly on my chest. I turned my head slightly, studying her face for a moment.She was so peaceful when she was asleep. But even more, she was just as sexy and attractive when she wasn't bossy. I leaned closer, brushing my lips against hers. At first, the kiss was soft, but soon it deepened, my hand cupping her jaw, my mouth claiming her.She stirred, murmuring against my lips, and for a moment, she kissed me back with the same fervor.But then, just like that, she pulled away from me. Her eyes snapped wide open, all trace of sleep gone.She sat up right, the sheets fall

Damien’s POVThe mansion loomed behind me as the car door shut with a muted thud. The driver didn’t need to be told where to go, I had already had this conversation with himI sank into the back seat, my body already tense from the morning drama between Bianca and Nina. Bianca’s face flashed in my mind, when Nina kissed me. Was that jealousy I saw in her? Was Bianca jealous of Nina. And what for? Me? The question rung in my head. Was she really jealous of Nina? Or was it just another attempt to get my attention and always be the central figure?I exhaled sharply, tilting my head back against the leather seat. It didn’t matter, none of it matters. What matters is getting to be to Elena and getting the dirt I need to bury Nathan and get him out of my life for good. My phone buzzed in my hand.Nina.Her name lit up the screen. And then the quote interesting memories from yesterday came back. She wasn’t the timid girl I assumed she would be. She was ambitious and made her intentio

Bianca’s POVThe house was quiet, too quiet for a day that started off with so much drama. I sat on the edge of my bed, my room dimly lit. The silence was suffocating in the room. I felt it pressing against my chest like a weight, leaving me restless, agitated, unable to breathe. But through all the restlessness and scaterred thoughts, one thing had been very clear to me. I couldn’t keep waiting for Damien to fix everything.Especially handling Nathan. He had turned my life into something she could control just with his words.I was sick and tired of that. If I wanted Nathan destroyed, I’d have to do it myself.But how? I ran a hand through my hair taking a slow deep breath. “You can do this,” I whispered to my reflection. “You have to.”The words sounded hollow, but they gave me something to hold on to.I stood up at once, pacing around the room, my steps soft on the floor. Where would I even start? Nathan was very cunning and smart, always two steps ahead of most. My thou

Bianca’s POV The drive back to Damien’s mansion felt longer than ever. I sat by the window, watching as we entered the private road leading to his private estate. The silence between us felt tense ever since those words he said. ‘If you try that stunt again, count our contract done.’That sentence replayed in my mind over and over again. I didn't know how I was supposed to react to that.Was I supposed to be afraid or maybe relieved that I was out of his clutches…? When the car finally turned into the long driveway, the mansion appeared in my sight. The car soon rolled to a stop. He was out before the driver could even open his door. He didn't bother helping me out, or even take a single glance back.Typical.I followed a few steps behind, my heels clicking against the marble as we entered. The house was dead quiet as the soft scent of roses and vanilla tinged in my nostrils. He pulled off his coat, his face unreadable. I just stood by the door, my arms crossed and my eyes

Damien’s POVThe moment Nathan stepped into Bianca’s room, I knew I’d made a mistake.I shouldn’t have let him in. Every instinct of mine screamed against it, but I had to. I couldn’t afford suspicion… not from Nathan Hayes, the one person we were plotting against. So I stood by the door watching him enter her room, my eyes landing on Bianca’s terrified face. For a second, I lingered there in the hall trying to observe Nathan's actions carefully. And then, I exhaled sharply and turned away before I did something reckless.The mansion was quieter than normal. The early morning light spilled across the marble floors, illuminating the whole rooms. I spotted Martha coming down the corridor, her expression mild as always and with a small towel draped over her arm.“Sir?” She greeted me softly.“Make sure Nathan gets whatever he asks for,” I said. My tone flat and firm. .She nodded. “Of course.”Then I leaned closer, lowering my voice until it was barely a whisper. “If things get sid