All Chapters of THE COLD CEO UNKNOWN HEIR: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Ethan's POV “You said what?!” I yelled with all my strength. Dave fell on his knees and lowered his head to touch my head. No! No! No…no… this can't be happening…no….“I'm so sorry, boss. I tried to stop it. I tried to stop them, but they were stronger.” Dave cried, pulling my ankle. A rush of rage ran through my system. “Arghh!!” I groaned loudly, kicking him in the face. Balls of sweat had started to trickle down every inch of my body. My hands trembled with so much anger and frustration. It took the last ounce of humanity in me not to pull out my gun and shoot this fucking idiot I thought was a capable man for the job. I mean, all he had to do was grab her and bring her to me. Nothing more. She was too weak to put up a fight against five strong men; it should have been easy. But no! This fucking bastard had the guts to tell me that they got ambushed and she was taken away. The sound of him sniffing back tears fueled my rage even more. My fists clenched hard as blood shot th

Ethan's POV Luckily, these idiots didn't mess up the second plan. My eyes hovered all over as she sat, tied to a metal chair in my warehouse with her head drooping low. Her face had multiple deep gashes and injuries from being beaten brutally. I couldn't help but wonder what she could've done to deserve such treatment. I mean, I was her only obvious enemy, but even I wouldn't have done that to her. The first time I set my eyes on her was when the boys brought her in with a faint pulse and blood stains all over her clothes and body. The sight was more gory than I expected, and I knew Christopher would hate to see her looking brutalized already when he had plans of doing the same thing to her. So I had her cleaned up and tied to the chair, pending when she would come around. As I waited in the corner of the room, my eyes remained steady on her. The way she sat there, still and unmoving, made my chest twitch in a way I couldn't quite place. I heaved a deep sigh and turned my face

Piper's POV I don't know how many times I've lost consciousness, but I should definitely get a Guinness World Record by now. Those were the first things that came to my mind as soon as my eyes started fluttering again. Somewhere in my head, I expected to be tied to another chair or perhaps, in a moving van. Since it was starting to become my norm, I wouldn't be surprised if I just woke up and found Ethan and Selena standing over my half-deadHowever, my eyes opened faster than I expected, and what I saw when I woke up, wasn't quite what I was expecting. A hospital light, light blue curtains draped on two sides of the room, multiple IV lines passed into my body and connected to a machine that wouldn't stop beeping behind my ears. The instant I recognized I was in the hospital, a stale smell wafted into my nose, almost making me puke, but I held back. I couldn't help my surprise the more my eyes wandered around the room. “Did Ethan bring me to the hospital just so he can hurt me ag

Jace's POVNo, there was no meeting. It may have been pretty obvious to Piper that it was a silly, low-effort excuse I used to escape her, but she wouldn't understand why it was so hard for me to lean into her. I sighed as her flushed face appeared in my head again. I tried to imagine what she was thinking in her head while watching me scurry into the car like a spineless coward. It would be useless to explain anything to her; besides, I wasn't going to pursue anything with her until our baby was born. I figured it was better to wait until the baby arrives before developing my feelings for her to reduce the risks of a complicated relationship. But just like other times, I was unable to get her out of my head. Piper was the only thing I could think of, even when I didn't mean to.My world slowly seemed to revolve around her without my doing. As I drove off from the estate, my heart ached to be leaving her behind all alone. She wasn't leaving anytime soon because I couldn't trust

Piper's POV “Ma’am, you can't have any more ice cream today.” Lucille, the housekeeper muttered as she stood over me, watching me empty the fourth bowl of ice cream for that day. I sighed and threw my hands on the couch.“But I'm bored and tired. There's nothing for me to do. I hate this life.” I whined, close to tears. Lucille sucked in her breath for the hundredth time and I won't blame the poor girl. That was the sixth…seventh…time I was saying the same thing that day. She had definitely grown tired of hearing me whine. I could see it in her eyes when she looked at me with surprise and impatience. Like she couldn't understand why I was complaining when I had all that luxury at my beck and call. But I wasn't even far gone in my pregnancy. I could still work and live my life normally…if I didn't have a psychotic ex-husband waiting around to kill me and my unborn child. I turned my eyes to Lucille again. “Can you order just one more bowl?” I sniffed. “Please…I won't ask for more