All Chapters of The Billionaire's Naughty Christmas Bride : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

54 Chapters

UNRAVELING

Deimos' POVThis is the third night that I can't sleep. In a few hours, it'll be morning and I'd have to go to work. I don't hear a word from the caller after that day. It's keeping me on edge and I hate it. Stanley couldn't trace the number either so I'm still in the dark as to his identity. Pulling out my laptop, I bury myself in work, refusing to think about it. I have too much to do and too little time. I still haven't secured the contract I need to cinch this in and my engagement with Anesha is hanging in the balance. Anesha. I pull up a folder that I had Stanley compile for me, solely for the engagement ring. I run through the pictures, the brand name. Big, flashy, not her style. Or are they? Lately, I can't tell what's truly her anymore. She used to be a firecracker. Popping off at one minute and cooling down the next but now, she's... Different. There's a way she moves now that I can't quite place. Even her outfits have changed. Not that I mind much about that. She loo

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

BUTTERFLIES

Anesha's POV My room is a mess just like my mind. Deimos is waiting for me downstairs to get ready. Today is the day we're traveling to Italy and I don't know what to do. I haven't packed yet. None of my outfits scream luxury getaway. And after that moment in the restaurant, I'm more confused than ever. Maybe I'm overthinking. Maybe he was just looking at me and I'm the one who felt butterflies. We promised to be partners. No strings attached. There's no reason for me to feel this way towards him when all this is just pretend. I fold and refold my shorts. My mind going back to all the moments we've had. The burning desire I felt ignited by his touch. It'll be useless to deny that we didn't have some sort of attraction but clearly Deimos didn't feel the same way. He'd set up a wall around himself from the start. A little kindness doesn't automatically mean he's in love with me. A knock breaks my thought process. Deimos peers into the room, lips twitching as he takes i

Last Updated : 2025-09-17

A RISKY SITUATION

Anesha's POV If I wasn't so nervous, I'd have the time to appreciate the bathroom. Instead, the hot water running down my skin increases the fog in my mind. There was no reason for me to freak out. Logically speaking. Everyone knows we're together. It would be weird if we booked two rooms in the same hotel. Logically speakingWe'd also have to share a bed. That's what people in relationships do. They share things. Their time. Their space. Their bodies. My heart picks up the pace and soon, I'm breathing heavily against the glass walls. There's no way he'd want to do that. It's Deimos! He's cold, calculating and... So damnably hot. I scream internally. Logically speaking! I have nothing to worry about. I've been with men before and Deimos isn't like them. This is just part of the contract. That's right. The only reason I'm using the scented body scrub is because I want to smell nice. I'm only washing my hair again because I like it clean. The “Sweet Enchantress” perfume I'm la

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

TO THE BEGINNING OF ETERNITY

Deimos' POV I must be losing my god-damned mind. Ever since we got here, I've been tossed around by my fake fiance like a rag doll, cancelled three reservations, walked till my feet hurt and got lost twice. And for some foolhardy reason, I didn't mind it all. Seeing her smile at me like I just gave her the world when I'm only following her around like a damn puppy made me feel... good? Better than I felt when she stepped out of the bathroom last night with that little black gown, and those seductive eyes. And that scent. Does she know she's driving me crazy? If I'd known booking one room would mean sleeping on the couch so I don't jump someone's daughter, I'd have asked for two. The way I'm seeing things, I'll be more stressed out by the time we leave than when we got here. Someone drops a cup of tea by my side with a professional smile. I take a sip, still contemplating. After lunch, Anesha finall

Last Updated : 2025-09-22

GET WRECKED

Anesha's POV Everything's perfect. But it's not the food that's setting my heart racing. Or the ambience that has me nervous. It's him– Deimos. I find myself leaning towards him more and more. Looking back at him to find him already looking at me. Waiting for his touch on my skin Burning through layers of clothes to get to me. It wasn't like this with Max. None of the six years we spent together was this intense or interesting. I never felt this cared for. If anything, I was the one doing the caring. Caring what his mother thought of me. Caring how I looked when we were together. Caring about his feelings. Not caring about mine. I take a sip from the wine, glance at Venice, and then at the man who brought me here. It's different with Deimos. Alluring. Hot. Nothing at all like the life I thought it'd be when I agreed to this. And yet, I haven't felt this e

Last Updated : 2025-09-22

DON'T ANSWER

Anesha's POV The first time I ever thought of cheating on a partner was with my first boyfriend. He'd been a pain in the ass but a sweetheart on good days, just like Deimos. But he beat me to the punch. I found out, very publicly, that I'd been the side piece all along. My heart was in pieces for months and I swore that no matter how bad it got, I would never cause someone the kind of pain I went through. Until last night. I scoff bitterly, resting my head on the seat of the car currently driving me back to my hotel. The sun is coming up lazily without a care in the world at my dilemma. Today is the day we go back home and I didn't even think I'd look forward to it before. Now, I want nothing more to do than to rot in bed, away from him for the next couple of days. We slide right in front of the hotel and I pull out my purse to pay. “He's already taken care of it ma'am. Don't worry about that.” He. The myste

Last Updated : 2025-09-22

OUT WITH THE OLD

Anesha's POV Everything hurts. My head, my throat, my chest. It's like my body is falling apart, breaking off each other and the pain is so unbearable. I can hear voices above me. Murmuring quietly and yet still too loud. Their words swimming over my head. I groan, painfully, trying to get my bearings. “Anesha?” A large hand rests on mine. It's too hot and heavy, so I try to wiggle away from it. “Anesha, can you hear me?” “Please, let her wake up, Sir.” I want to hug whomever said that but I can't move too much. My body feels like it's wrapped in a fluffy cloud. The air smells like clean, cold and with a hint of something else I haven't smelt in a long time. I can tell this isn't my room anymore. I open my eyes slowly, blinking as the bright lights assault my vision. “Anesha?” The first thing I see are his eyes and the memories come rushing back again. The trip. The proposal gone wrong.

Last Updated : 2025-09-26

MOVE

We pad into the house, the distance between us a lot greater than it used to be. Stanley is right behind us, carrying my bag. Mrs Greta is standing in the kitchen with a too bright smile on her face. The house smells like spice and curry. I frown at her immediately. “Welcome back, Miss. Would you be eating now or-”“I'm not hungry.” I turn to the stairs. She doesn't break character. Her eyes narrow slightly but her expression is one of worry. “But you have to eat something. You must be feeling weak. I prepared a light meal that's-” “Greta,” Deimos breaks in before I can. “Anesha needs rest more than anything. Just keep it aside for later.” “Throw it away. I'm not eating it.” They both whirl at me in shock. Her frown deepens as she glares at me and I glare right back. “Feel free to prepare only Deimos' meals from now. I can cook for myself.” “Anesha-”“You're his housekeeper after all.” I continue upstairs to my room, leaving silence behind me. I thin

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

POWER SHIFT

Anesha's POV We both turn to see Deimos at the kitchen door. My heart skips a beat. Flashes of that picture come to the surface of my mind and I feel my face heating up. I grab my beakfast sandwich quickly, steeling myself. Greta folds her hand in front of her tightly and shakes her head at Deimos. “No Sir. I was merely explaining to Miss Stanford that she ought to eat more. It's my duty to-” “Let her do whatever she wants, Greta. It's fine.” Her eyes widen like headlights, and I'm tempted to gloat. She shakes out her surprise and bobs her head at him. I walk by without a word, catching whiffs of his perfume. They tease me to stop, to breathe him in but I don't. I can't. “We're going to see my parents today. Diana and Max will be there as well.” His hands are hidden in his pockets. There's no hint of emotion in his eyes. The anxiety he wore in the photo is gone. I bite my lip to keep myself from yelling at him. How can he look so flawless when I'm crumbling on the inside

Last Updated : 2025-10-02

FAMILY DINNER

Anesha's POV I scramble away from the chair, frantic. My mind running a mile a minute. I'm all alone at home. Mrs Greta isn't cooking today because we're having dinner with Deimos' parents. Somehow he'd crept in and had been staring at me the whole time I slept. “Stay back.” I yell as he takes a step towards me. He freezes, eyes widening in shock and then falling to his shoes in a deflated way. When he lifts his head again, I see the pain in his eyes. I feel for the main light switch and turn it on. It isn't the green-eyed stranger standing there and I breathe a heavy sigh of relief. My legs giving way underneath me. Deimos moves to me instinctively, stopping mere steps away. The memories of that night lie between us like a chasm. I watch him take a step back widening the distance between us. “If you aren't feeling up for dinner, we can cancel. Wait till you're feeling better. You've only just come

Last Updated : 2025-10-03

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