All Chapters of The CEO'S Contract Husband: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Dennis’s povI must have jerked like a puppet with those words because she sighed softly, disappointed by my reaction.“And if I’m to ask… how much would this take?” I didn’t want to have anything to do with her. Anything to get her out of my life I would do it.“Three hundred thousand dollars is how much I’m willing to take for each month.”“You must be mad. Where do you evict me to get that kind of money?”She laughed and sprayed her hand around. “You live in a fucking castle. Don’t play dumb with me sweetheart.”“That thing inside you isn’t mine.”She tilted her head, as though amused. “Believe what you want. I call it staying alive. Three days, Dennis. And then people will find out who Alex Taylor actually tied the knot with. A man who can abandon his pregnant ex girlfriend that he fucked and have a baby to.”Her words tore through me like a bath of acid. My stomach felt as if it was being wrung and for a moment I seemed to lose the power of respiration.Alex.He might find out.I

Alex’s povI nodded, staring out at the dark stretch of city. “Yeah. Trying’s all I can do.”I remembered when my cousin used to be the problem in the family, now it seemed like I was the one.I shrugged and said, “And you? You still getting grown folks’ tongues wagging or you done played out with the rest of ‘em?”He laughed, too loud, flicking ash. “Oh God, don’t even start. I’ve been running through boyfriends and girlfriends like cocktails at happy hour. I swear, Alex, I’m exhausted. I’m tired of being a whore.”I snorted. “Since when do you call yourself that?”“Since it started to feel like it, darling.” He laughed and looked into the city. “I enjoy it that’s true. The drama, the late nights and the bodies that were used at night and left before morning. But it’s empty. I watch you, I watch what you’re doing with Dennis, and I think… maybe I want that. Something solid. Not another one-night body that forgets my name by breakfast.”I almost laughed. If only he knew that what I ha

Alex’s povDennis had agreed to go out with me as we both got into my car and I drove to a carnival which was alive that night.He looked at me. “Are you being serious?” He chuckled as I shrugged.“I am,” I laughed before finding a good parking space to park the car into.We got out and stretched, our bellies still full with the food for the day.“Well, what do you think?” I asked as he laughed.“This is amazing,” he said, slipping his hand in mine. “Come on!”Dennis didn’t wait as he led me into the carnival.“Gosh, take it easy,” I said, but followed him in.He rushed straight for the Ferris wheel as he was excited to go there. He seemed to want to get into the joy ride and have fun with it.I on the other hand was excited to be having this much fun. It was a good distraction that I was ready and glad to have.My head had been full all day. This… this was what I needed.We ran in and headed to the line to the Ferris wheel as I saw a line there. This would take forever and I hated it

Alex’s povThe crowd parted, disappointed it was over. Some booed. Some laughed. Someone shouted, “Should’ve knocked him out, Alex!” and I almost laughed. Almost.We were dragged past the rides, past the music, into the ugly fluorescent glow of the fairground’s security office. “You two, sit!” The guard ordered us as we shrugged and fell into the two metal chairs offered to us at a dented table.We were in their own type of jail. Great.Dennis collapsed into his hands, burying his face in his hands. I leaned back in my seat, stretching like I owned the place. My lip was split, my cheek throbbed, and my knuckles were bleeding. But I grinned anyway. This was fun. This was actually the first time in my entire life I had been involved in a public fight. I was always escorted but ever since I started hanging out with Dennis, I had done things I didn’t even know I could do. This was insane.“That could’ve gone worse,” I said.Dennis’s head shot up. I’d never seen his eyes so wide, so glass

Leticia’s povI sat in the bed with my eyes closed while enjoying the Chinese instrumental music that gave the room a calm ambience. But that only lasted for a couple of minutes before my husband stormed in with an angry look on his face.His mouth was locked tight and he had an expression that said he could burn down the world.I wanted to ignore him but I sighed. What was the point? He would just huff and puff through the night.“What is it this time?” I sighed.“It’s Alex,” he said finally, and ran a hand down his face. I shut my eyes for a breath at the naming of him, and when I opened them again he was still looking into the distance. “That boy is reckless beyond all reason. I swear to God, some days I just want to kill him myself.”Alex, always Alex! To see him stumble from one mistake into another, as though unaware of what it meant to wear our name and sometimes it was just too much.“What did he do this time?” I asked carefully.My husband stiffened, and the edge of his ange