All Chapters of My Fake Husband: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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New Job

DARIAN“No wonder she got picked up for prostitution,” I muttered while staring at the photo on my phone. The places she went to for “work” were complete disasters. I wouldn’t step into them even if they paid me to drink there.I was grumbling when Luke walked in. “What are you muttering to yourself about?”He came over and sat across from me. I tossed the phone onto the table so he could see the picture.“What’s this? Are you having the girl followed?” His tone sounded like the idea horrified him. Seriously? Did he think I’d just leave her alone?“Obviously,” I said, as if he’d insulted me.“If she didn’t show up, we could’ve found her through her location. Why did you put someone on her tail?”“Location shows where she is, not what she’s doing or who she’s with, right?” I asked, explaining it like he was an idiot.“What are you planning to do?” he asked, brushing it off. “It’s obvious you don’t want the girl. Rose liked Belinda. She said we could help. Pay her debt, find her a job.

Contract

DARIANEven as I walked into the restaurant, I had no clear idea why I was there.Each time I saw the places she went to for work, I felt like throwing her over my knee and spanking her ass. Because that was the only way she’d learn!The best option was to strike a deal with her.Yes. That was probably the most reasonable course of action.So far, she hadn’t made a single move that pushed me into new suspicions. If she were one of those scammers, I doubted she’d be hanging around such filthy dives.I stopped right by their table. She stared up at me like an idiot. I was certain she wouldn’t look this shocked if she saw anyone else—just me.“What are you doing here?” she asked.“Missed you,” I said mockingly. Her friend laughed while Belinda only managed to roll her eyes.My gaze swept over the table. They looked like they’d finished eating.“Done with your meal?”“None of your business! Answer my question first!”“We’re going to talk.”“Why?”“Don’t test my patience, Belinda. I said w

Song

BELINDA'Fuck your type!,' I wanted to say, but I kept my chin up, being the sweet girl that I am. Let my type be sacrificed. The poor thing saw himself at the top of Mount Everest or something.We were at the famous nightclub called Night! Oh my God! This wasn't just a bar, either. It was a dining venue. It had a wide range including live performances, shows, and DJ performances.While it used to accept customers by reservation, in recent years it had completely switched to a VIP customer system. When one person had a VIP card, they could enter with their friends.I pinched myself. I still couldn't believe I was here. Since I was experiencing the shock of being here, I had basically agreed to whatever Darian said.He had turned that into an opportunity to make digs at me.Whatever, I wasn't going to care. If he thought I was interested in him or something, he was dreaming."Keep your lips and your body away from me," I said too. I wasn't going to act the way he did. Come on, this was

Admiration

DARIANIf I had known that this was her dream venue, even her dream man, before bringing Belinda here, I would have thought about it forty times before bringing her.As if her constant questions before Michael arrived hadn't driven me crazy enough, she was shamelessly about to drool all over him.I was already busy cursing myself for bringing her here.Whatever!Fortunately, Michael wasn't someone who was easily impressed. If he didn't like her voice, it wouldn't matter to him at all that I was in the middle. Even if his father brought her, he still wouldn't accept. He wasn't the kind of man who did business through favors."Let's go. Let's hear it. Is your voice as beautiful as your face?" I raised one eyebrow and looked at Michael. Was he subtly making a move on Belinda?"I'm ready." Belinda jumped to her feet.Wouldn't she be ready, of course she was! She'd been like that ever since we arrived...As Belinda went up on stage, we moved to the front table and sat down. Michael leaned

This sound, that sound

BELINDAI didn't screw up the job, did I? When the song ended, I took a deep breath, but what a breath! It was as if I'd been buried under the world for a few minutes and was experiencing my last throes.Getting this job had become a matter of survival for me.Michael wasn't the reason. Okay, the man was a walking bomb. I agreed with myself on that. But the real issue was being able to perform at such a beautiful and respectable venue. This was the best opportunity that had come my way in years.I would sing my songs comfortably without the anxiety of when someone would ask me to get off stage and come to their table. I wouldn't have the fear of when my boss would invite me to his bed anymore.I wouldn't need to be afraid when an incident occurred.Night meant security. Night meant a quality venue. Night meant money.I had the chance to earn in one night what I earned in a month.I was going to sing songs not in a place where men eager to throw women into bed came, but in a venue wher

Size

DARIANBelinda was stunned when she realized we had listened to her before. As for me, I was genuinely horrified. Did that naive, soul-piercing voice really belong to her?Well, I’ll be damned! While I was looking for her everywhere, was she right under my nose the whole time?Actually, it’s probably for the best that I didn't find her sooner. She would’ve started thinking she was something special! My God.She acted like she wouldn't give a single piece of her heart even if she had a thousand. As if I had even asked for one.Ha! If I had any intention of taking someone, did she really think she could stand against me? She’d practically melted in my arms with just one kiss. Who was she kidding? Was I some kind of fool?That tongue of hers, which left everyone in awe when she sang, became utterly exhausting the moment she started talking. I wondered how much more she would manage to surprise me with that tiny stature of hers."We filmed a video for the celebration. The song felt meanin

İrritability!

DARIAN"You'll be asleep by the time I get back," I said. "We’ll settle that debt business tomorrow. Then you’ll head over to the fashion house Michael mentioned.""Fine," she said, licking her lips. She struggled quite a bit to get the words out as she added, "Thank you." I could see in her hazel eyes that she absolutely loathed being grateful to me."Goodnight to you, then.""Goodnight."I left the house, leaving her behind. Honestly, I thought the shortest way to handle this would be to burn off all this pent-up energy on each other. Give and take—simple as that. But I didn't want Belinda becoming a permanent headache. When this goddamn business was over, she was going to leave. I hadn't been the one to land her in this mess, yet she’d become my responsibility; if we actually fucked, she’d probably start insisting on a "real marriage." Marriage wasn't for me. I was the black sheep of the family in that department, and I had no intention of changing.Maybe if I fell so blindly in lo

Desires

BELINDA"You couldn't help yourself when you saw him, rubbing against his legs!" I shrieked at Paspas. She had no shame whatsoever."Ungrateful creature. I'm the one feeding you! Why are you rubbing against him?"She purred. All she ever did was purr and meow anyway. Why was I getting angry at a cat? I was the one who was horny.That damn dream! Not a dream—a nightmare!When I remembered the way he kissed me, the way he peeled the dress off me, I stopped calling it a nightmare. It had been so real! I'd genuinely felt his fingers burning my skin. Like Pars, I apparently needed to release some energy too. Otherwise, I was going to end up jumping him in some secluded corner. If he touched me, I'd burst into flames. What kind of attraction was this? Why was this guy drawing me in?"Dog," I muttered angrily. He'd gone off and slept with someone else. And here I was, fantasizing about a man who was screwing other women.Without returning to bed, I headed to my suitcase and grabbed my vibrat

I'm being kidnapped

BELİNDA "Come on, come! Come so I can fuck you up! Look at this mutt! I told all of you. I'm telling you again. Stay out of my business."Darian looked like he was genuinely going insane with rage. His temper really was lightning-fast, it seemed. His fury pleased me. Look who went crawling into someone else's bed! Serves you right!After hanging up on the guy and doing something with my phone, he turned to me, breathing through his nose."I've blocked the number. Look, we made a deal. So you're not going to deal with anyone but me when it comes to money. Otherwise, you won't get through the door of that club you've been dreaming about so much."My eyes widened. And now he was threatening me. The man who until yesterday had been saying "pity no one" was now objecting to someone else helping me.What was his aim? To make me completely dependent on him?"Okay," I murmured. When Saturday came, I'd see about the situation. If Julian agreed, I could take the money from him, pay Darian, and

How will I escape

BELİNDA“Sit still. The boss wants to see you.” I knew exactly who it was. My heart was thumping so hard against my ribs that I didn't know what to do.I struggled. I didn’t have a penny to my name. The man had said, ‘If the money isn’t ready the next time we meet, you'll wish you were dead.’ His words echoed in my ears, terrifying me so much that panic consumed my entire being.I tried to shove the guard aside and reach for the driver. “Let me go! I’ll pay. I was going to pay today.” I pulled out my phone. “Look, let’s call them if you want! We were going to bring the money!”The man snatched the phone from my hand with a sudden fury and hurled it out the window.As I lunged toward the window, he slammed me back into the seat and slapped me across the face. My teeth rattled against each other, and the metallic taste of blood coated my tongue.“Why did you throw the phone?” I asked, sobbing. “My salvation was in there. We were going to bring the money!”“Save your story for the boss!

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