All Chapters of The Billionaire's Naughty Christmas Bride : Chapter 61 - Chapter 67

Anesha's POVFrom the moment I stepped into the Starlin–Roché resort, it wasn't just the bitting cold that hit me. Trepidation and dread took both my hands and led me inside like a lamb to the slaughterhouse. The countdown has now begun and in less than 48 hours, I'd face off Matilda. My eyes scouted for Dimitri with every passing moment but he was nowhere to be found. A part of me believed that if I could just catch a glimpse of him my heart would steady. On the other hand, I also didn't want to see him. The first time I and Deimos had traveled, I'd met Dimitri and we had had sex. Much to my regret, we had a chemistry that I'd needed that day but I've shoved it all behind me. Dimitri coming to this place– meeting Deimos– would only cause more problems for me. I try to avoid Deimos as much as I can. Pretending to be busy with the wedding preparations when I have nothing to do because Matilda has already covered everything. I'm sure he thinks it's because of that last moment at hom

Deimos' POVWhere's my phone?I try to search for the elusive device with my eyes while someone assists me with my tie. Perseus is perched on a chair, lounging like I'm not about to be married in less than an hour. The brandy in his glass empties into his mouth and he pours himself another one. “Mr. Stravinsky, you seem rather relaxed.” “I'm not the one getting married– you are. All I have to do is make sure you don't chicken out or trip on the aisle.” I eye the glass as he throws it back. “The way you're going, I might be the one making sure you don't trip on the aisle. You good?” “Yes, but you're not so I'm drinking for you. This resort gives me the creeps, and so did dear daddy's speech last night.” My hands reach for the tie, playing with its already perfect shape. My father's speech wasn't the only thing that was terrible last night. The way he looked at Anesha set my teeth on edge as well. When he wasn't a businessman, he was a relatively good father but there were times wh

Dimitri's POV Snow... Little white fluffs that can bury you alive while you embrace their comfort and softeness. They hide behind an appearance of good will and beauty. Then seamlessly cover up their tracks before your very eyes. Much like the Escarrás. Every lot of them having a dark secret hidden behind practiced smiles and a regal appearance. And now, someone was going to add murder to their list of offences. How quaint. I follow the fresh trail of blood leading deeper into the forest. The first guy had been useless. A minion who refused to open his mouth. Killing him was only fair. There was no place for fools in this world. By now, Deimos must have found the body and his beloved fiance's empty room. Smart as he is, he'd probably already be on his way right now, Perseus on his heel. The two have always been inseparable. I hear a scream. Weak and shrill. My blood goes cold at the thought that he'd hurt her again. My feet spurring forward. She'd looked terrified last night. S

Deimos' POV The ceremony ended faster than it should have. Partly because I'd pulled the priest aside and told him to toss all his lectures out the window. Mostly because Anesha's dress had gagged the man so badly, I thought he'd have stroke before we could say “I do”. When I looked into the audience, everyone had a similar reaction to the priest. If I wasn't so anxious, I'd have laughed. And I shouldn't have been anxious. But she'd just survived a kidnapping and I– the realization came with a rush in my chest– am beginning to feel even more strongly for her. Much that a part of me wished this wasn't just a contract. That we weren't just playing pretend. She would have been a beautiful bride in white but the black dress had snatched the air out of my lungs much like every other thing she did. I can't help that I'm looking forward to the rest of the year– and dreading it at the same time. The snow storm passed without any other hitch as did the ceremony. The guests were none the wi