All Chapters of Married To My Billionaire Captor To Get My Son Back: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Chapter 91 : The Old Enemies Are Back

CHELLEY MORETTI I was sitting in the penthouse room, watching the estate lights glittering; my mind was stuck replaying the scene in the sitting room. Rita, was perched on the edge of the velvet chaise, absolutely wheezing with delight."Did you see their faces, my lady?" she gasped, clutching her ribs. “That kiss! The way he just lifted your chin and took your lips, then the forehead for good measure! Oh, the sheer shock and jealousy on Cassandra and Shana’s faces was magnificent!"I offered a weak smile, still feeling disconnected from the event. “It still seems like a dream, Rita. A bizarre, beautifully scripted hallucination."My mind couldn't reconcile the two images of Cassian. The man who loathed me with a burning passion, barely tolerating my presence. And then, the man who had just displayed a proprietary, protective passion for me in front of everyone…. And it wasn’t us acting a contractual script for the media. It was such a dramatic and sudden shift in his behavior

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Chapter 92 : "Is it too hot now?"

CHELLEY MORETTI“Here goes the untouchable Romano… Chelley," Cassian said, his voice a low, dangerous purr. He took a slow, deliberate draw from his cigar, the tip glowing red, before continuing. "This piece of filth is responsible for several… infractions against my name. Desire to infiltrate my empire, Desperate to acquire my empire’s contract… and his greatest mistake was using my wife as a pawn."Cassian finally pushed away from the desk, moving with predatory grace until he stood right beside Romano, placing a hand roughly on the man's head. He looked straight at me, his eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction.Romano’s head hung low, a miserable sight. It was unclear if the downward angle was from the pain of fresh blood dripping from his nose and bruises or simply from the crushing shame of his capture. The supposedly untouchable Romano, reduced to a rat cornered by Cassian’s relentless hunt."How did you find him?" The words finally scratched their way past my tight throat.

Last Updated : 2025-10-29

Chapter 93 : “Pretty feet you’ve got”

CHELLEY MORETTI The buttons of my blouse were scattered; my skirt was already slipping from my hips. His hands were ravenous fire that was trailing down my body, and I was shivering, melting into his hot skin, the ridges and tones of his sculpted body.Barely a few hours had passed since our reckless, desperate sex in the hospital room, yet here we were again, driven by a raw, immediate need.What has gone wrong with Cassian in the coma? I wondered wildly, clinging to him. Had the near-death experience turned Cassian into a man who couldn't breathe without the taste of me?And it was weird that it had to be me of all people… But I’ve thought of it hundreds of times and no answers; I should accept my fate at this point. In the heat and urgency of our insatiable movement, Cassian’s large, rough hand slid decisively beneath my skirt, moving past the lace of my panties until it reached the moist centre of my cunt. He didn't hesitate. His fingers parted the swollen, wet lips of my pus

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Chapter 94 : Mr & Mrs. Kessington

CHELLEY MORETTI The bright morning sun was blinding as we pulled up to the headquarters' entrance, immediately engulfed by a chaotic scrum of media. Flashbulbs exploding on my face,I wonder if these paparazzi don’t get tired of taking my pictures. “Our existence is the source of their livelihood… They earn millions feeding the world photographs and news about us, this world, and the other elite…” Cassian explained like he would to a child; normally he doesn’t care, and he would tell me to smile at them. My opinion or thought of myself normally doesn’t count or move him. But it’s different now. And I was pressed tightly against his side as we navigated the throng. He was sharp and commanding in a perfectly tailored charcoal Brioni suit, his face set in a stern, untouchable mask. My outfit was a gorgeous pair: a cream-coloured, structured Chanel tweed jacket paired with a matching pencil skirt, cinched at the waist by a wide, black leather belt with a simple gold clasp. Everythi

Last Updated : 2025-10-30

Chapter 95 : Denial

CHELLEY MORETTI One would think bankruptcy would jolt Cierra back to reality and teach her lessons. I watched as she acted all mighty, slapping Rita. And when I entered, her face was a reaction of fear and disbelief. And the same for her husband; I watched the recognition crawl over Alec's features first, slow and sickening."Chelley?" he whispered, his voice thin, as if testing the reality of the name.I offered him a smile, a slow one, a sugary curve of the lips that held no warmth. But resentment, resentment for my mother’s killer, has burnt within me, but I contained myself."Hi, Alec. It's been ages."The shock radiating off both of them was delicious. They looked like they had just unearthed a coffin and found the corpse missing. I saw the immediate transformation on Cierra’s face: the terror curdled instantly into vicious, poisonous jealousy."Cierra, it's been ages," I repeated, my voice dripping with false concern.She flinched back, then let out a sharp, hysterical laug

Last Updated : 2025-10-30

Chapter 96

CIERRA KESSINGTON I was shocked to the bone. Seeing Chelley, that wench, standing there as the First Lady of a trillion-dollar empire? It was an absolute, blinding impossibility.How had she done this? How had she climbed from the dirt I left her in to stand here, treating us like absolute garbage, and daring to hurl her filthy hand across my face? The pain in my cheek was nothing compared to the overwhelming jealousy and fury that rained down on me, hotter than any fire.All my life, I felt like Chelley had everything. She was born into a wealthy family, before a cancer diagnosis made her father insist on signing her over for adoption to my parents. She was always prettier, always the one who attracted attention. She had married a handsome, successful man—Alec. She could afford every designer, every luxury, everything I desperately craved. I didn't just crave those things; I craved her life. And I had done everything I needed to do to take it and make it mine.But Chelley was b

Last Updated : 2025-10-31

Chapter 97

CHELLEY MORETTI I was curled up on the plush sofa in the penthouse living room, completely mesmerised—and utterly lost. Von, my little boy, was perched on the ottoman chair. as he tried to explain his latest coding project."So, Mother Chelley, the whole architecture is built on a Bayesian network," he was saying, gesturing wildly with a tiny, sticky hand.“"I’m optimising the pathfinding algorithm using a Monte Carlo tree search. See, the existing game engines rely on basic A-star heuristics, which are primitive. Mine uses probabilistic inference to predict NPC movements, so the AI is truly emergent, not scripted."I smiled weakly, my brain straining just to look intelligent. I couldn’t understand anything he was saying."That sounds... incredibly smart, sweetie. So, the little character won't just walk into a wall?"Von sighed, his genius dramatically burdened by my ignorance. "No, Mother Chelley. It means the enemy won't know you're coming; it will predict you're coming based o

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Chapter 98

CHELLEY MORETTI “Don’t ever call me your sister!” I said, almost calmly. “I am Mrs Moretti to you!” My tone carrying authority and resentment, Cierra froze for a second; she didn’t expect that sternness. I bet she still thinks the slap I gave her was in her dream. “Umm. Mrs Moretti, welcome to my house…” She escorted us in; the ambience was sophisticated, with my company’s money… the ones they stole from me. It made my blood boil, everything these people did to me. And when I got to the dining table, Alec was sitting laughing hysterically like a bottom feeder with Lady Claudia, who sat at the head of the table. It was quite laughable; shouldn’t the host and owner be the ones at the head table? Vera Moretti, too, was sat opposite Alec. I bet she detests me more than ever after Cassian beat her husband to a pulp because of me. This table was practically a collection of my bitterest enemies. When I reached the head of the table, I paused. Lady Claudia offered me a tight smi

Last Updated : 2025-10-31

Chapter 99

CHELLEY MORETTI On getting back to the penthouse, Cassian walked up to me, his brows squeezed with shock as he touched my face.“Who did this to you?" he demanded, his voice low and tight with frantic intensity.The genuine, raw concern in his eyes instantly melted the ice around my heart. In that moment, the throbbing pain on my face disappeared, replaced by a sudden rush of warmth. My heart fluttered like a cage full of butterflies."I am fine," I said, a little breathlessly, trying to sound dismissive. "Claudia decided to correct me." I couldn't help but let out a small, genuine laugh at the absurdity of the situation.He didn't need to ask for details; he knew exactly what I must have said to provoke such a reaction. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth."You must have struck a nerve," Cassian murmured, a hint of deep, satisfied amusement in his voice.And just like that, the tension broke. We both laughed hysterically—a shared amusement over the high price of my defiance

Last Updated : 2025-10-31

Chapter 100

CASSANDRA EMERITUS The scent of vanilla frosting and fresh flowers filled the air on this floor. I stood in the middle of the dining room, directing the maids with curt, precise gestures. Today was Asher's birthday, and every decoration… the sapphire blue balloons, the gilded banner… all had to be perfectly arranged. This was my moment to appear like the caring, attentive mother, especially for the photographers I'd hired. I must outdo Chelley in this duty…A shift in the atmosphere alerted me to her presence. Shana glided in. I never knew I’d have to connive with this reckless bitch one day, but I needed her as a tool to get rid of Chelley, especially with her closeness with Cassian lately, and I will get that done tonight. Shana walked straight to me, her eyes darting quickly over the staff before she leaned in. Her voice was a low, anxious whisper. "Cassandra, what is the plan? What do you need me to do?"I waved a hand dismissively at the nearest maids. "Give us some distanc

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