All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Bride: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aria shoved open the apartment door, letting her bag thud against the floor. Her blazer slipped off her shoulders like it had been choking her all day. Mia didn’t even flinch from the couch, where she sat cross-legged with a bowl of popcorn, eyes glued to a romcom.“You’re back late,” Mia said, her mouth full. “Tell me everything.”Aria dropped onto the couch beside her. “It was brutal. My heart nearly exploded before I even sat down.”Mia shoved the bowl toward her. “Spill.”“They grilled me. One guy practically told me I was unwanted. And the man in the center…” Aria’s words stalled. His eyes still haunted her, sharp and unreadable. “He was… different.”Mia perked up instantly. “Different how? Hot different? Scary different? Or, wait for it…..both?”Aria groaned into the popcorn. “Why do you always twist everything into some romcom plot?”“Because life is a romcom if you stop sulking long enough to notice,” Mia said, smirking. “Now quit dodging. Was he hot or not?”Aria lifted her h

Mia sat cross-legged on Aria’s bed, still in her scrubs, staring at her like she’d confessed to murder.“You’re telling me,” she said slowly, “that your new boss…..the guy who signs your paycheck….is the same man you… spent the night with?”Aria buried her face in her pillow and groaned. “Don’t say it out loud. It sounds even worse when you say it.”“It’s not worse, it’s catastrophic,” Mia replied, tossing a throw pillow at her. “Aria Hayes, queen of bad luck. Only you could sleep with a stranger and have him turn out to be your CEO.”“Thanks for the pep talk,” Aria muttered, sitting up. Her hair was a mess, her eyes heavy with shame. “He was so cold, Mia. Like I was some bug he wanted squashed. He said it was a mistake, and that I should never mention it again.”Mia’s mouth dropped open. “He said that? Wow. Charming.”“I thought maybe he’d at least acknowledge what happened, but no. He was all business. Ruthless. Like he didn’t even recognize me.”“Aria, men like him don’t do feelin

The box felt heavier than it should. Aria tucked it deeper into her bag as she and Mia walked back from the pharmacy, every step louder than the last.The streets buzzed with weekend life—families with kids, couples hand in hand, music spilling from café doors. Aria barely saw any of it. All she could see was the word on the bag: test.Mia nudged her with an elbow. “Stop looking like you’re carrying contraband. Nobody cares.”Aria hugged the bag closer. “Easy for you to say. I feel like everyone knows.”“No one knows. And if they did, they wouldn’t care. You’re not the first girl in the world to buy one.”Aria shot her a look. “Thanks for the pep talk.”Mia sighed and looped her arm through hers. “Come on. Let’s go home. The longer you stall, the worse it’ll get.”---By the time they reached the apartment, Aria’s stomach was in knots. She tossed her bag onto the counter, pacing the tiny living room.Mia dropped onto the couch and kicked her feet up. “Well? What are you waiting for? C

The ballroom glittered with chandeliers, every corner polished to perfection. Aria tugged nervously at her dress as she stepped inside. The tenth anniversary of Voss Global was no small event—every executive, partner, and employee had been invited. She’d tried to convince herself all week that she could blend into the crowd, maybe even enjoy it. Tonight was supposed to be about the company, not her personal chaos. “Wow,” Sophie breathed beside her, eyes wide as she scanned the crowd. “This is insane. Do you think we’ll actually see him tonight?” Aria forced a small laugh. “You mean Mr. Voss? He practically owns the place. Of course, he’ll be here.” Sophie elbowed her playfully. “Don’t sound so stiff. Everyone’s dying to see what he’s like outside the office. Imagine if he actually smiles.” Aria’s stomach twisted. She knew what his smile looked like—what it felt like pressed against her lips. She shook the thought away, focusing on the clinking glasses and the hum of conversation a

The silence stretched until Aria thought the walls themselves might crack under the weight of it. Liam sat rigid behind his desk, his expression unreadable, as though her words hadn’t landed at all.Then he leaned back slowly, his eyes narrowing. “Say that again.”Her voice trembled, but she forced the words out. “I’m pregnant.”Something flickered across his face, gone so quickly she almost doubted she saw it. He stood abruptly, pacing to the window. His reflection in the glass looked carved from ice.“No,” he said flatly. “That’s not possible.”Her heart clenched. “You think I’d lie about something like this?”He turned, his jaw tight. “You expect me to believe I’m the father after one night? You barely know me. I barely know you.”Her fingers curled into fists. “I know enough. And you were the only one. There’s no doubt.”He shook his head, the denial sharp, final. “You want me to take responsibility for a mistake we both made? No. I won’t. Whatever this is, it’s not mine. It can n