In Bed with My Shitty Ex and his Uncle: His Contractual wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Elena's POV Two years.That’s how long it took to kill the old me.After my car accident it was like I was reborn as a whole new person. The doctors said my heart stopped for exactly 3 minutes and I was lucky to be alive but I believed I died and was reborn. No longer the Old Elena.The girl who believed in forever.Who thought love could fix people.Who begged a man who cheated on her… in public…like she didn’t have a damn spine.Yeah. That girl’s dead.Now I don’t beg.I don’t wait.And I sure as hell don’t love.When I looked in the mirror this morning, I barely recognized myself.The soft girl with long wavy hair? Gone.I chopped it off last week..shoulder-length and dyed it black. Liam used to say he loved my long wavy hair and it made me look “innocent.”Well, guess what? Innocence doesn’t keep you alive.I wiped my lipstick once, added a little gloss, and stared at my reflection.The elevator doors opened with a soft ding. Carter Industries Tower…. my father’s empire. I hadn'

Elena's POV My fingers trembled as I reached behind me, unclasping the straps of my dress. The fabric slipped down my shoulders like a secret falling away, revealing my bare skin exposed to his gaze. His eyes never left me, taking me in like I was already his.I let my dress fall to the floor, the cool air prickling my skin. His gaze flickered over every curve as every inch laid bare for him. I felt exposed but alive in a way I never had before.“You're even more beautiful than I imagined,” he murmurs huskily, feeling my body.My heart raced as I leaned into his touch, my body already aching for him. I part my lips slightly, inviting him to kiss me. He doesn't hesitate, capturing my mouth with his own in a searing kiss that leaves us both breathless. I had never felt this way with Liam or anyone at all…..but this stranger woke things I had never felt before.His hands roam over my curves possessively as we continue to make out passionately. I moan softly against his lips when he pi

Elena’s POVThe whole room went dead quiet except for the low hum of the vent.The gun in Adrian Blackthorne’s hand glinted. It was pointed right between my eyes. His finger rested on the trigger like he’d done this a thousand times. One wrong word and that was it.“Who the hell are you?” he said again.Not loud. Just… flat and dangerous.“Uhm… hi.” My voice sounded like it belonged to someone else. “I..... I came for the interview.”I could feel the tremor in it.His eyebrow went up. “I told my assistant I wasn’t seeing any more candidates.” He took a step closer.“I kinda… sneaked into the elevator,” I heard myself say, looking down. Staring at the floor tiles felt safer than looking at him.He smelled expensive. Like money and cologne and decisions. It was so harsh, I almost gagged.“How did you get past two armed guards and a locked elevator?” he asked.My mouth opened. Then closed. My brain split into a thousand useless thoughts. “Say something smart.”" Say nothing." “Choose a

Adrian’s POV“What do you mean she’s dead?”I said it before I even realized my voice had come out.Freya?! Dead?The word just hung there, like something too big to swallow.Martin sighed on the other end of the call. “Police found her this morning. She fell from the Balcony or was pushed rather. Husband says she’d been acting strange after….”“After me,” I cut in.He didn’t confirm it, but silence was also an answer.I leaned against my desk, running a hand down my face. My pulse wasn’t fast, but my chest felt tight…..like something was crawling under my skin.Freya.Goddamn Freya.She never did know how to leave quietly. She always had to drag someone into her god-damned mess. I should have resisted her advances, maybe I wouldn't be in this mess.“How bad is it?” I asked.Martin hesitated. “The media’s already running it. Photos of you and her at the gala last month, the resort trip….”“Jesus Christ,” I muttered. “That was a business meeting.”“Yeah, well, her husband’s not buying

Elena’s POVI had closed my eyes expecting the worst. The red laser was still burned into my eyelids.Then came the bang….. loud enough to make my whole soul detach from my body for two seconds.A bullet tore past my ear, slicing the air so close I could feel it.Something exploded across the balcony as the glass railing shattered behind me.My body hit the ground before I even thought about it.And then there was silence.When I looked up, Adrian Blackthorne was standing there, gun in hand and as calm as ever.Smoke rose from the muzzle of the gun. He’d fired.At whoever…or whatever….was aiming at me.“You….you shot…” I stammered, pointing uselessly.He holstered the gun like it was just another Tuesday. “You’re welcome.”“You could’ve killed me!”“I didn’t.”“That’s not the flex you think it is!”His lips twitched, not quite a smirk. “You’re loud for someone who’s still alive.”I glared. “You’re insane!”He didn’t deny it. “Get up.”Before I could even reply, the glass doors burst