All Chapters of Craving The Enemy's Husband: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

114 Chapters

NEWS HEADLINE

**Preface** ----------------Update Schedule------------ Chapters are updated daily, though there may be occasions when I post twice or even three times a day. Turn on notifications so you don’t miss a drop! -----------------Author’s Note ---------------- Thank you so much for choosing to read my story, your time and attention mean everything. With countless amazing books out there, the fact that you chose mine is something I sincerely appreciate. It's both an honor and a privilege. If you're enjoying the journey, I’d truly appreciate hearing your thoughts. Your feedback motivates me a lot to write even when I am down. Multi-dimensionally Yours, Grace Grandi #OneLove -------------------Chapter One--------------- *Christiana's POV* “Chairman of Salazar Empire Arrested for Killing His Wife in Domestic Dispute.” “Salazar Empire Collapses in Scandal.” “Billionaire Family Falls from Grace After Tragic Murder.” I couldn't get a hold of my insanity with all the d

Last Updated : 2025-08-02

Obsession for Revenge

Chapter Two : Obsession In Revenge ** Christiana’s POV** They say obsession is addictive, my addiction started on a Thursday afternoon, in my sweatpants, with my hair tied up and revenge sitting heavy in my chest like a second heartbeat. I was scrolling through social media like the nights before, where grief blurred my screen and guilt lulled me into sleepless spirals. I had a vision, specifically a mission to seduce, steal and destroy. My target was Bryan Adams. The heir and CEO of Adams Petroleum and Gas. A f*cking billionaire, whose arms now wrapped around Bella Calamida at night, the same arms that should’ve thrown her into the same grave she helped dig for my mother. Bryan Adams is a man whose money would keep her adored, protected, clothed in designer silk, and far above the trenches she belonged in. His profile appeared at the top of the list, blue check gleaming like royalty. Clean, professional and curated. I clicked without hesitation. Bryan Adams. CEO. Ada

Last Updated : 2025-08-02

Hook, line ...

Chapter Three *Christiana’s POV* Tonight wasn’t about fashion. It was about precision and winning the heart of Bryan Adams. The mirror didn’t lie, but even I had to pause. The woman staring back at me wasn’t the one who had cried into her mother’s pillow or slept in oversized sweaters for weeks. She wasn’t the broken thing hiding from the world. She was calculated, composed and deadly. The black dress I chose was more than fabric, it was strategy. It hugged my waist, dipped low at the back, and clung to my hips like a second skin. Classy in the front, sinful in the back. My makeup was soft where it needed to be, striking where it mattered, smoky eyes, feathered brows, and lips painted in a deep red that whispered invitation and danger in the same breath. I let my hair fall in loose, dark waves over my shoulders, untamed, like something about me was just barely held together. Every inch of me screamed one word: unforgettable. “You sure about this?” I asked the girl in the mi

Last Updated : 2025-08-02

Domineering Lover

Chapter Four **Bryan’s POV** I shouldn’t have kissed her. The thoughts of her and the kiss pressed against my skull like a migraine, looping in my head without mercy as I steered the car through the quiet streets of Houston. The night was unusually still, but nothing in me was. She was like magnet, pulling me to her, like she was my destiny. I couldn’t even recall the exact second it happened, one minute we were talking, just two strangers over drinks, and the next, I was leaning in like a goddamn fool, tasting her lips like they were something I had been starving for. I didn’t know her name. I didn’t know where she was from or why the hell she felt so alluring and familiar. All I knew was the shape of her mouth, the warmth of her breath, the way her fingertips grazed my chest like she belonged there. I gripped the steering wheel harder, my knuckles turned pale against the leather as I cursed under my breath. What the hell was I thinking? What kind of man does that? W

Last Updated : 2025-08-02

Wedding Invite

Chapter Five **Christiana’s POV** I hadn’t slept since that kiss. I just laid on the bed, tossing and turning, staring at the ceiling fan as it spun lazily above me, slicing the darkness with its soft whirring. The silence in my bedroom was thick, suffocating, like the air itself had grown heavy with questions I wasn’t ready to answer. Every few seconds, my mind circled back to the bar and lingers back to Bryan. The weight of his stare. The heat in his breath when it mingled with mine. The way his lips found mine like they already belonged there. God, I hated that I could still feel it. That kiss was unforgettable. I hadn’t expected it to feel like that. I hadn’t expected him to feel like more than a target. I was good in my seduction skills by the way. My phone buzzed on the nightstand and lit up with Tony’s name. I hesitated before answering. “Hey,” I said finally, trying to inject some normalcy into my voice. “You didn’t call me back last night.” His voice was c

Last Updated : 2025-08-04

Wedding Humiliation

Chapter Six Christiana’s POV It had been exactly one week since that kiss, and somehow the world still kept spinning like it didn’t know something inside me had shifted. The sympathy in me has reduced by 40%. I stood in front of the mirror in my hotel room, adjusting the neckline of my black, silk and backless dress. It clung to me like it had been poured onto my skin. It wasn’t revealing in the obvious way, but it isn't something one would forget so easily. I wanted to be remembered. I wanted to be the shadow Bella couldn’t unsee. Tony sat on the armrest of the chair behind me, watching me through the mirror. His jaw was tight, but he didn’t speak. He hadn’t spoken much since that phone call. But he still showed up. Drove me to Dallas. Dressed in a sharp black suit and a look that said, “I shouldn’t be here.” “Last chance to back out,” he muttered as I slipped on my heels. I looked over my shoulder and smiled. “And miss the show? Not a chance.” *** Th

Last Updated : 2025-08-04

Prison

Chapter Seven Christiana’s POV The prison smelled like metal, bleach, and regret. The kind of place where hope didn’t just die, it decayed, slowly and loud. I hadn’t been here since the sentencing. I hadn’t wanted to be. I told myself I’d never look him in the eye again. But here I was. The prison guards led me through two checkpoints before nodding toward the visitation window. It was very cold with a metal chair on either side of thick, fingerprint-smudged glass. The phone hanging on my side looked heavier than a normal telephone should be. I wonder what they added to this one that makes it more heavier? These petty kinds of things baffles me a lot and leaves me restless until my curiosity is satisfied with an appropriate answer. He was already seated there, waiting. I paused at the sight of him, rethinking my motive for visiting him. Tony really has a way of making me do things I do not want to do, I wonder how he was able to guilt talk me into this becau

Last Updated : 2025-08-05

Five Years ago

Chapter Eight Five Years Ago – Christiana’s POV I'm sure you would be wondering how I got to meet my nemesis, Bella Calamida. This is the story, five years ago. The mall was unusually quiet that afternoon, the kind of quiet that makes every sound feel amplified, as though the space itself is holding its breath. My designer heels clicked softly against the polished marble of the luxury wing at the Houston Galleria, echoing louder than they had any right to. It was almost meditative, the way the noise bounced off the high ceilings and sleek storefronts. I wasn’t there to shop. My closet didn’t need another pair of pumps or a clutch with a logo embossed in gold, but when you’re raised in a world where comfort looks like marble floors and perfume counters, it’s easy to wander there like a ghost retracing old steps. My driver was somewhere outside, doing loops around the valet entrance while I pretended I had a destination. I didn’t. I just needed air that smelled like lux

Last Updated : 2025-08-05

Interview

Chapter Nine - Interview Christiana’s POV It's a new day. A step further to my revenge and today, I was going for an interview, to become the secretary to Bella Calamida's husband. I dressed my best and prepared fervently for it. It would be impossible for me not to qualify, matter of fact I overqualified. I had two Bachelor's Degree in Stanford University and Columbia University respectively, and I also have a Master's degree in Pennsylvania University. I am a smart girl, one thing I would give an applause to my father for always was how he invested so much in me, I am endowed with so many qualities. I qualify to be the wife of Prince Charles and even someone more reputable. How much more to be seduced by Bryan Adams, I know my onions. But, there were too many people in the lobby. Way too many. The kind of crowd that made you question your own qualifications, your perfume, your shoes… even your birth certificate. I wasn't sure any more if I would qualify bette

Last Updated : 2025-08-06

Adams Petroleum and Gas

Chapter Ten Christiana’s POV Present Day – Adams Petroleum and Gas There’s something satisfying about organizing a space from scratch. Like taking control of the chaos in your head and transferring it onto polished surfaces. My new office smelled like fresh leather and ambition. Light streamed through the tall glass windows, catching the gold trim on the framed art and bouncing off the mahogany desk they’d assigned to me. I’d only been here an hour, but everything was already where it needed to be. The folders were arranged by urgency, the pens aligned by color, and the orchid on the corner of my desk stood like a delicate threat...elegant, toxic, beautiful. I was a perfectionist, I had perfected my battlefield. This was my battlefield now. I smoothed the front of my ivory blouse and adjusted the tiny, golden-framed photo on the shelf, an old portrait of the Adams oil rigs, gleaming in black and white like a memory Bryan probably inherited rather than earned.

Last Updated : 2025-08-06

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