Chapter 41- Confession In The Dark

DOMINICThe house was too quiet.The kind of quiet that wasn’t peace—it was tension. Every footstep I took up the stairs echoed against the polished wood, bouncing back at me like an accusation. My staff lingered in the halls, whispering as if the walls themselves had started bleeding secrets. They scattered as soon as they saw me, eyes averted, backs pressed against the wall.Good. Fear kept them useful.But it did nothing to settle the storm inside me.I reached her door faster than I realized. My hand hovered over the knob, breath caught, pulse uneven. A ridiculous hesitation. I’d faced boardrooms of hostile investors, government auditors, competitors who wanted nothing more than to bury me alive. I hadn’t flinched at them. Yet here I was, hesitating outside my wife’s door like a coward.Because what if she asked? What if she saw through me?I pushed inside before I could think twice.The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of a lamp. Brooklyn was curled on the bed, blanckets a

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

Chapter 42- Realisation

DOMINIC ~next morning~ The morning light cut through the curtains in pale gold slashes, far too soft for the way my chest felt. I stood at the foot of the bed, jacket already on, tie knotted like armor, but my body refused to move. Brooklyn was awake. She looked better than yesterday—color back in her cheeks, no more tremors in her hands—but her eyes still betrayed the exhaustion. When they flicked to me, hazel catching the light, I felt the same irritation I always did when she looked at me like that—like she could see too much. “You’re going in?” Her voice was soft, but there was an edge to it, like she wanted to bite back the words and couldn’t. “I have a company to run,” I said. I didn’t add that I wanted to stay, that every instinct screamed at me not to leave her unguarded. But that wasn’t an option. Her lips pressed into a thin line. “Don’t just assume it’s Isabelle.” The name landed like a strike across the jaw. I stilled. Her gaze didn’t waver. “You keep sayin

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

Chapter 43- CCTV

DOMINIC ⸻ The line clicked, and less than a minute later, the door opened. Hayes entered with his usual calm efficiency, dark suit pressed, tablet in hand. “You asked for me, sir.” I didn’t bother sitting. I was still standing behind the desk, muscles coiled like I’d been bracing for a fight. In some ways, I had. “Why,” I said, each word deliberate, “did you allow Isabelle into my office?” Hayes didn’t flinch, though his grip on the tablet tightened. “She arrived unannounced. She insisted it was urgent. Katherine was hesitant to stop her—” “Not good enough.” My voice cut sharp across the room. “Urgent or not, she doesn’t get access. Not here. Not at the Tower. Not anywhere near me without my approval. Do you understand?” “Yes, Mr. Blackwell.” His tone never wavered. That was why he was my head assistant. But even he wasn’t untouchable. Not after this morning. I stepped around the desk, closing the space between us. “And another thing. Someone pushed Brooklyn into that pool. I

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

Chapter 44- Family??

DOMINIC Gerald’s fingers flew. The system spat out matches and non-matches with machine efficiency. Names rolled across the screen like pieces of evidence sliding into place: a maintenance temp; a subcontracted pool cleaner; a vendor who’d been on the estate three times in the last month. Not definitive. Not yet. I tore my gaze away and moved to the east corridor feed. The angle there was worse — an oblique lens, more shadow than substance, but it showed movement: a man crossing the corridor at seven thirty-one, heading toward the pool area. He wore a dark-colored jacket, indistinct in features, but his gait had the kind of confident anonymity of someone used to being unnoticed. He paused, checked a phone, and then resumed. “Freeze that frame,” I said. “Enhance the gait. See if the stride matches any staff member footage around the estate.” Gerald complied. We started picking apart every second. Every clip added texture to the scene. The pieces were small: a delivery van arriving

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

Chapter 45- Lead

DOMINIC When they brought Rodriguez in, I didn’t let him sit right away. I wanted him to feel the weight of my silence before I gave him permission to breathe. He looked smaller in person than he did in the grainy security footage—a wiry man, maybe late thirties, calloused hands, sweat already soaking the collar of his cheap uniform. He twisted a cap between his fingers like it was the only thing anchoring him to the room. “Sit.” My voice left no room for hesitation. The chair legs scraped against the floor as he obeyed, hunched in on himself. Gerald stood against the far wall, arms folded, tablet at the ready. I leaned on the edge of the table, close enough that Rodriguez could see my eyes. “You know why you’re here.” He swallowed. “Sir, I—” “Don’t insult me by pretending you don’t.” I let the words cut him off. “You were working at my estate. You were on the east wing during the time my wife was pushed into the pool. So you’re going to explain why.” His hands trembled agains

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

All Chapters of Married To My Arrogant Billionaire Enemy : Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

Chapter 41- Confession In The Dark

Chapter 42- Realisation

Chapter 43- CCTV

Chapter 44- Family??

Chapter 45- Lead