All Chapters of MARRIED TO MY ARROGANT ENEMY: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

ENID'S POV“Marriage? To a man?” I asked, my voice cracking in disbelief.The mug slipped from my hand and shattered against the marble floor, coffee spilling across the floor like the wreck of my life.Grandpa didn’t even flinch. From his worn leather chair, he looked at me with those sharp, steel eyes that never softened. “Alexander Kane,” he said flatly, sliding a yellowed document toward me. “Twenty years ago, I arranged your marriage to him. You’ll merge Voss Industries with Kane Global.”"Grandpa, I’m straight! This is bullshit!”I retortedHis gaze didn’t waver, didn’t even flicker. “Business doesn’t give a damn about who you bed, boy. Alexander is gay, but at the same time, he is the key to burying our rivals for good.” His voice was cold, final, the voice that had closed deals and shattered competitors.I balled my fists, the heat of my anger a stark contrast to the ice solidifying in my veins. “You’re kidding, right?” I forced the question out, a desperate, foolish hope.He

ENID'S POV"You fucking smell of grass, Bumpkin."The words were harsh, but the raw, hostility behind them was unmistakably, terrifyingly real. A fresh wave of anger, hot and coiling, coursed through me, as I curled my fingers till it turned white.Twelve months!The number echoed in my skull like a death sentence. This man wasn’t just an obstacle to be managed, he was going to be utter, unadulterated hell for me.The car made a smooth U turn, cutting off my thought as it swung through a grand, gate entrance and made a hault stop in front of a magnificent modern building. Then the engine died, leaving a silence that was somehow louder than the city’s hum.Alexander was out of the car first, not even a glance back at me as he stood impatiently on the pavement, a dark presence against the building. I took a steadying breath, the cool night air doing little to soothe the heat under my skin, and I followed, my eyes tracing the stark, intimidating lines of what was to be my prison."Let

ENID'S POVThe heavy slam of a door down the hall signaled Alexander’s retreat, and the following silence felt heavier than the shouting. I let out a long, shaky breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. The room was still now, furnishings feeling more like a gilded cage than ever. I grabbed a towel from the rods, the soft cotton of the towel doing little to soothe my frayed nerves, and headed for the shower, desperate to wash the tension from my skin.Just then a soft, deliberate knock at the door stopped me cold. It wasn't the angry pound of Alexander’s fist; this was calculated, controlled.I walked slowly to the door, my bare feet soundless on the polished wood floor, as I twisted the handle and opened it just enough to see Rosa standing there, a portrait of severe elegance. Her expression was a mask of neutral politeness, but her eyes were sharp, assessing.“Good morning, ma’am,” I muttered, my gaze locked on hers, refusing to look away first.She didn’t return the greeting.