All Chapters of ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ethan’s POVI had barely caught my breath from the night’s chaos when Lexi announced she was ready to go. She was a little unsteady on her heels, swaying as she leaned into me, her perfume clinging to the small space between us. I muttered a half-hearted promise to get her home safely, and she giggled, twisting her fingers in my jacket sleeve.The drive was mostly quiet at first. She hummed to herself, eyes half-lidded, staring out the window. I kept glancing at her, trying to figure out what kind of mood she was in. Usually, it was easy to read her, but tonight… she was different. She was vulnerable and open, that unsettled me more than I cared to admit.“So…” she said finally, her voice soft and a little slurred. “You just… disappeared on me, huh?”I frowned. “What do you mean?”“You know what I mean,” she said, turning to look at me, her lips quivering into a nervous, drunken half-smile. “I asked for space. I asked you to… to not smother me. And you… you did exactly that. You l

Alex’s POVThe morning after the wedding didn’t feel different and that was the first thing that unsettled me.I stood in my office with a cup of coffee I’d barely touched, staring out over the city as it woke up below. The Traffic flowed; people hurried to their workplaces. Deals were being made, money moved, power shifted. It was the same as always.And yet I’d married Ariana less than twenty-four hours ago.There was headlines yet. It was a good sign. The news had not been leaked. I loosened my cuffs and sat behind my desk, opening my tablet. The calendar was light which was made intentionally so. I’d cleared today wanting space to breathe, to let the weight of yesterday settle.The universe, apparently, had other plans.The memo landed in my inbox at 9:07 a.m.EMERGENCY BOARD MEETING – 11:00 A.M.Mandatory attendance.There was no agenda for this said meeting. No sender name beyond the generic board address.I didn’t need one.I leaned back slowly, the chair creaking beneath me,

Alex’s POVJerry waited until the hallway was almost empty.That was his style. He was never dramatic or loud but always calculated. He stepped out of the side conference room just as I rounded the corner, like he had timed my stride down to the second.“Alex,” he said pleasantly. “Got a minute?”I didn’t slow. “If this is about the meeting, you already lost.”He fell into step beside me anyway. “Did I?”“Yes.”He smiled like I’d told him something amusing. “Funny because from where I was sitting, you barely kept your chair.”We reached the elevators. I hit the button harder than necessary. “Careful,” I said. “You’re starting to sound bitter.”“No,” Jerry replied. “I’m sounding patient.”That got my attention.The elevator dinged. We stepped inside alone. The doors slid shut, sealing us in polished steel and quiet tension.Jerry straightened his cuffs. “Your mother called me.”I looked at him. “That’s a mistake on her part.”“No,” he said calmly. “It was intentional. She wanted to kn

Victoria’s POVI didn’t need an invitation. I'm Victoria Sterling. That was the first rule of reclaiming space that used to belong to you.The gala was already in full swing when I stepped out of the car, the light flickered, and laughter spilt down the marble steps. The charity banner behind the entrance displayed Alex’s name in bold lettering as the Chief Sponsor.Of course it did.He did love a stage even though he pretended not to.I walked in like I had every right to be there, well, because I did. Half the people in this room had once toasted to me at his side and half of them had whispered condolences when he “moved on.” The rest had just adjusted.That was the thing about power circles……their loyalty was seasonal.As I walked into the hall, I spotted them near the center of the ballroom.Alex…..and her.Ariana looked beautiful. I’ll give her that. She wore a soft silver dress, minimal jewellery, her hair flowing down her back, giving her a majestic look, her hand resting li

Ariana’s POVThe mansion gates opened before the car fully stopped.I watched them part slowly, iron bars sliding back, revealing the long drive lined with trimmed hedges and white roses. It looked exactly like something out of a legacy magazine. This was Alex’s home, no, scrap that. It was ours.I straightened slightly in my seat as the car rolled forward. My suitcase sat beside me, Lily’s dramatic hug still lingering in my mind. She whispered, Call me if you need anything, " as if I were boarding a plane into another country.Maybe I was.The house came into full view as we curved around the fountain. It wasn’t one of those tasteless extravagant houses. That would’ve been easier to digest. It was elegant with cream stone, tall windows, and clean lines. It had old money energy with modern restraint.The car door opened before I could reach for it with Alex standing beside it. He had on a tailored charcoal suit with no tie, the top button of his shirt undone. His expression was