The CEO's Unwanted Wife 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 41 - 챕터 50

Fiona POV I woke up with the sun hitting my face hard and my whole body sore in the best way possible. Delicious aches in all the right places, purple hickeys on my neck, the curve of my breasts, the inside of my thighs. My mouth swollen from so much kissing, my pussy still sensitive from being fucked so much. The room smelled like sex, cold coffee, and him. Sebastian was sleeping on his stomach, his heavy arm thrown over my waist, his face buried in the pillow, hair messy. Even asleep he was gorgeous as fuck. I took a deep breath, feeling that warm squeeze in my chest, that stupid love that never leaves me. I got up slowly so I wouldn’t wake him. I picked up his T-shirt that was on the floor (it smelled like expensive cologne, sweat, and Sebastian) and went barefoot to the kitchen. I made strong coffee, toast with melting butter, creamy scrambled eggs, freshly squeezed orange juice. Simple things, but I wanted to take care of him. I wanted that morning to be different. For us to

Fiona POVI was still standing in Paul’s office, staring at Helen and her uncle, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my temples. Helen kept looking at me like I was a cockroach she wanted to crush under her fifteen-centimeter heel.Suddenly she jumped up from the chair, flipped her blonde hair back and turned to her uncle with that spoiled-princess face she’s mastered like no one else.“You know what? This is totally fucked up,” Helen snapped, furious. “I thought this company was respectable, uncle, but apparently they’re just picking up any cheap whore and putting her in an important position just like that?” She stared at me with contempt, unable to accept that I was head of the women’s department.“Cheap whore? Just like that? Mind you I have a real degree with a specialization in marketing from a prestigious university, which means I’m very qualified for the position of director of a department like sports bras,” I had to defend myself. I couldn’t let that little bitch tr

Third POVSofia still had a tight chest after the conversation with her daughter. She kept staring at the closed office door for a long time, the coffee getting cold in the cup, thinking about how Fiona had walked out of there with teary eyes but with that same fire always burning inside her.Sofia knew that fire. It was the same one she had when she was young and had to prove to the whole world that she wasn’t just “the founder’s pretty wife.” She was rooting with all the strength in her heart for her daughter to turn things around this time too.But the day wasn’t over yet.In the afternoon, Sofia went down to the shooting studio to closely follow the first photo session for the new women’s lingerie campaign. The brand needed fresh, sensual images that still conveyed empowerment. She wanted to see with her own eyes if this Helen, the one Fiona hated with all her strength, really delivered what she promised.It seemed this Helen was involved in something to do with Sebastian Black

Third Person's POVThe Blackwood mansion felt like a mausoleum that morning.The sun streamed through the tall windows, lighting up the white marble, the crystal chandeliers, the flower arrangements the housekeeper changed every day. But the mood at the breakfast table was heavy as fuck.Sebastian sat at the head, dark dress shirt and hair perfectly slicked back, ready to start the day after breakfast. And he was reading the financial newspaper like it was the most important thing in the world. Ross in front of him, impeccable white little dress, trying to look like the perfect girlfriend, poking at her poached egg without appetite.The silence was so thick you could hear the wall clock ticking.Ross cleared her throat. “Honey… how about we go out tonight? Just the two of us. A romantic dinner, cinema, whatever… it’s been a while since we had a real date.” She smiled sweetly, tilting her head, heavy black hair falling over her shoulder like a dark curtain.Sebastian didn’t even lift

Third Person's POVRaina was still on all fours on the cold asphalt of the parking lot, dress torn on her thigh, knees scraped, broken heel thrown who-knows-where. Her heart was beating so hard it felt like it was going to explode in her chest.She couldn’t believe the kidnappers had taken Fiona. One moment they were just two silly, drunk women dragging themselves out of the bar after a night of tons of crying over romantic disappointment, tons of tequila and karaoke, and then everything turned into that nightmare.And there was also the fact that the kidnappers had said they wanted to kidnap Raina. Raina Foster, not Fiona, but her friend had been taken in her place. What did that mean? Had they mistaken Fiona for Raina by accident? How could that be true?“Fucking dumb kidnappers…” She cried, the phone shaking in her hand as she dialed her brother’s number for the fifth time. Fiona had been kidnapped in her place and now the girl could barely see because her vision was all blurred by