All Chapters of Contract marriage: I am the daughter of my husband's enemy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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11. Noemi and Camille

Elara’s POV,“I’m so old fashioned?” He raises a brow and I roll my eyes, then narrow them at his hand holding the popsicle. “What’s that?” I assk, and he shrugs. I place a hand on my waist. “Yes?”“It’s Asher’s.” He looks around, suddenly his face turned white. “Where is he?”My eyes twitch. “What?!”“He said he was going to use the restroom.” He drops the popsicle to the floor, and spins around. “He didn’t come back, so I assumed he was witth you.” His voice dropped, and so did his eyes. I march up to him.“Lucien.” My voice comes out like acid. “Tell me my son went with one of your bodyguards.”He didn’t reply, and I grabbed him by his collar. “Tell me this is a fucking prank, and my son is in the car!” I yell, ignoring the passer-bys and Lucien hisses. “Elara.” He holds my hands clenching his shirt. “Let’s calm down. We can ask a teacher.”I don’t wait for him. I just run. I run inside the building and burst open every door, looking for Asher. My mind flashes angrily as wild thto

12. The proposal

Elara’s POV,“I did! I did!” He exclaims, raising his hand. “Mummy, remember? That day you took me to Wonderland!”My mind flashes suddenly to one of those escape heists that failed, when I used the guise of taking him to Wonderland. I remember him rambling all about school, but I guess I was too focused on avoiding Lucien’s goons to listen to a word. So I had just kept saying ‘mm hm.’ At least, he told me, I guess?I smile down on Asher. “Of course, baby. I remember.” Then I glare at Noemi, who is shaking her head in disapproval. I mouth, ‘Fuck you.’ She mouths back, ‘Bad mum.’I ignore her, then place a hand on Lucien’s arm. “Anyways,” I start, gently pushing Lucien forward. “This is Lucien Kórvac, my husband. Lucien, these are my friends. Noemi and Camille.”They both smile. Noemi waves. “It’s so nice to finally meet you.”“I know, right?” Camille scoffs. “I thought the stars would fall before Elara would find someone who could take her to ecstasy.” She smirks, and my face turns re

13. Who is Elara Solis?

Elara’s POV,“Kiss him, Elara.”We both freeze, and Lucien recovers first. He clears his throat, takes my hand from my lap, and kisses it in front of them. “It’s all up to my wife here.” He smirks, looking right at me. “She doesn’t exactly like public displays of affection.”“No. Kiss her, or I take this matter into court.” Camille slams her hand on the table. “And trust me, I never lose a case.”Lucien raises a brow. “What? So you don’t trust your friend to tell you the truth?”“I don’t trust anyone. In fact, I’m pretty sure Elara’s lied about a lot, including her past.” She says, avoiding my eyes, and I blink. “But this? I won’t rest until I’m sure she is safe.”“Same. There’s hardly anyone here.” Noemi chimes in. “You booked the entire restaurant.”My eyes flicker everywhere, and Lucien gives me a weird look. He probably thinks I’m overreacting. It’s just a kiss, after all. I mean, in his mind, I’ve had a husband. But no… No, because… I’ve kissed him before. He obviously cannot re

14. The maid with red hair

Lucien’s POV,FIVE YEARS AGO- - - - -In the morning, I sit at the head of the table, the marriage contract laid out in front of me like a corpse dressed for burial. The Virelli family owes mine a mountain of debt, and my father had agreed with the patriarch. Their daughter belongs to us, and the Virelli family name is under the Kórvacs. With just a signature, I’d own every asset, every resource, and every man under the Virelli family name. But I don’t touch the pen.“I refuse,” I say calmly.The room is still. Anya stiffens, and Matteo blinks, startled. “Uh…uh, young…I mean, sir. What do you mean?”I hiss softly and look around. “I’d take your daughter if she comes with a price,” I continue. “A maid.”Confusion ripples through them, then Matteo laughs awkwardly. “You can have ten.”“Just the one.”“All right,” he says, gesturing to the man standing behind him. “Bring them all.”They line up in neat rows and bow their heads. In all honesty, I don’t care. My eyes search for just one.

15. A boy that looks like me

Lucien’s POV, Small and stubborn. He was pointing at a cake as if it owed him something. He pouted, looked up, and pressed his face against the glass. He was blocking me, and his mother was nowhere to be found.When he looks at me, the resemblance hits me like a fist. What the fuck…He folds his hands as I buy the cake for him. His eyes widen when I give it to him, “My mother said not to collect sweets from strangers.” He whispers, as if telling me a secret. I chuckle, despite myself, and set the cake on the nearby table. “Then, hurry now,” I smirk. “Get the cake, and tell your mother before eating it. That way, she’ll be around to save you.”He grins, then snatches the cake off the table. “How smart.”I’m taken aback as he runs to a woman with black hair. He whispers in her ear while she’s on a call. She turns with a scowl, then her eyes widen. My face falls. That’s not the mother. I know because I’ve never slept with that woman. I mean, I would remember, right? She waves at me fr

16. He doesn't have a father

Lucien’s POV,“So let me get this straight.” Mireya narrows her eyes. “You bought a whole kindergarten, so you’d get closer to this boy?”“He’s getting weirder as the days go by,” Adrian comments, and I purse my lips, then hand her the flier.“I have a good feeling about this one,” I say, ignoring them, and she takes the flier with a frown.“Hunch?” Adrian shakes his head and gestures to Niklaus. “Hés gone crazy.”“A spelling bee?” Mireya snorts after reading what the flier said. “He’s four or five.”“Five.” Niklaus grunts, and she glares at him. He shrugs. “What I don't understand is if he’s your son, who’s the mother, and why has she hidden him from you all these years?”“Is that your concern?” Adrian snorts. “I’m just over here wondering what happened to using protection when having sex?”“Protection is so overrated.” Mireya rolls her eyes, then goes to sit on the swiveling chair. “So, what’s the plan?”“He placed a tracker on it,” Niklaus explained. “He’d use it to find the boy’s

17. Do you love her?

Lucien’s POV,PRESENT DAY- - - - -Elara excuses herself to the powder room, and the dark-skinned one follows her. I’m faced with the feisty black-haired woman. She’s glaring daggers at me, and a year ago, hell, a month ago, I’d have plucked her eyes out with this fork.I grimace inwardly when I imagine Asher’s face if he finds out what I do in the shadows. “The kiss was convincing enough.” I steal a glance at her, then go back to staring at my phone. I want to leave this place and get back to Asher. “But do you love her?”My head rises slowly to look at her, and I almost roll my eyes to the back of my head. I frown. “Of course. I’m marrying her, aren’t I?”“It’s one thing to marry someone.” She fires back. “It’s another to love.”Now, I’m getting irritated, but I take in a deep breath. “So, tell me. Do you love her?”“I’m not good at explaining things like this,” I say, because that part is true. I pause, because I’m a good liar, but suddenly I can’t speak. I know what love is. I’ve

18. A prostitute in the past

Elara’s POV,“Have fun in school!” I wave at Asher as he skips joyously into the building. “Mummy loves you,” I whisper and climb back into my car. Oh, my car! I kiss the steering wheel for the hundredth time that day. Damn, I missed my car.I basically screamed for joy when I woke up this morning and saw it parked in the lot. All this time, I’d been stealing and using any of Lucien’s cars, but they weren’t my Audi. My Audi car didn’t have trackers planted in it. No one could mess with the brakes, because I had already complicated the switches. My car was mine!After dropping Asher off at school, I take her for a spin around town. I decide to take a day off work and have time for myself. If Lucien has a problem, he should suck it up. I drive into the mall and get out when I notice them. I grit my teeth, turn around, and give them the middle finger. Like, come on. It’s not like I can escape without my child. They saw me dropping him off at school!I curse under my breath and walk into

19. Back in action

Elara’s POV,It took me just five days to catch the culprit. Five days, because it was such an easy task, I didn’t even bother trying for the first three days. At the end of the fifth day, I had found out who it was. Rumors are networks. They have entry points, habits, and vanity. Seraphina is careless with her passwords and arrogant with her privacy. Honestly, it takes me less time than she spent choosing which lie would hurt me most. I slip into her accounts as though I belong there. Her messages, drafts, and deleted folders that, in a sense, are never truly deleted. The fingerprints are everywhere. There’s cloud for a reason.Coincidentally, I meet her in the gardens speaking to Lucien in that annoying high-pitched voice.“Oh hey, Elara.” She slurs and stretches out her arms. I think to hug me. “I heard of the dilemma that happened.”I avoid her hug and instead bend to pluck a rose flower. I smile as sweetly as I can. “How unfortunate,” I say, sniffing the rose. “But it’s life.

20. Elara's past

Elara’s POV, “Elara!” She stumbles before catching herself. “Is that you, Elara?”“Yes, Lucy.” I choke back a sob. “It’s me.”~ ~ A DAY BEFORE“Lucy…”My voice falters as I read further. Lucy comes back to me the way unfinished things always do. Inevitably.I had found her name buried in old staff records while tracing a different thread, one of many small cruelties the Virelli household dressed up as discipline. I remember everything.I remember her hands first. Always warm and steady. The way she slipped extra bread onto my plate without the others knowing. The way she spoke to me was like a person, not an inconvenience or a mistake. In a mansion built on power, Lucy had been gentle. I remember the night I was locked in the shack again for “burning Ayra’s uniform”. Lucy had lit a candle and snuck in to stay with me. I remember the stories she told me. How she made me laugh. How I cried on her shoulder. How I confided in her that I hated my life. I remember how I saw her as my mo

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