All Chapters of Contract marriage: I am the daughter of my husband's enemy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51. The old mansion

Elara’s POV,I slap my cheeks as I tug on my tight leather pants. I changed my mind and need to move tonight before Lucien does something both of us would regret. I already have a getaway car in the office; all I have to do is run. My shoulders drop when I remember the way his expression changed to, well, nothing. Why did he kill his father, anyway? I may be smart, but I wasn’t God. I didn’t know everything. I shake my head, concentrating on preparing for the “trip.” “Okay…” I open my journal, reading everything I know and suspect.Matteo isn’t my father. That particular flashback was too real to be a dream, and it made total sense that he treated me that way. Even if I were a bastard child, I was still his…Except I really wasn’t. I was trafficked. It’s not vague. Maybe it’s those pirates, after all. I understand I didn’t grow up normally, and even if the memories are fragmented for some reason, I know it happened. Viktor Halev is intertwined in all this. The car explosion, the

52. Viktor Halev

Elara’s POV, “Looking for something?” I turn immediately, pointing the gun at the person. He’s standing like he’s always been there, picking at his nails with his teeth and not caring that there’s a gun facing him. In his other hand, he holds a bag of chips, and there’s a big, dirty blanket draped over him. His stubble is unshaven, his face filled with crumbs of food, his shoes…well, he has no shoes on, just a sock on one leg. He looks miserable. “Ah, a visitor,” he pops more of the chips in his mouth, chewing loudly. “Don’t mind the exterior, today’s the day my best friend died.”Then he just passes me to go towards the couch, ignoring that I have a gun in my hand. “You’re Viktor,” I say.He grunts, pours the remaining chips in his mouth, then tilts his head slightly, studying me in return.“Who wants to know?”I tilt my head a bit with narrowed eyes, and while he’s chewing, it looks like he’s trying to place my face. Then there’s something like surprise in his eyes.He nods his

53. Matteo Virelli

Lucien’s POV, I hate Matteo Virelli. It’s a given that I’m meant to turn my back on other mafia dons, given I’m one of the youngest yet most influential. But I’ve not hated one like I hate Matteo Virelli.Everything he does irks me. “Look at this piece of shit…” Nikolai grumbles beside me, and even if he’s most likely talking about Adrian, I agree that what we’re standing before is a piece of shit. The Virelli mansion. I didn’t want to come here. I told Dante I’d pay him any amount to take my place, but we all agreed it was wiser for me to, since I had something to discuss with Matteo, and Dante didn’t. We walk in. Nikolai is a step behind me, grumbling about something Adrian showed him on the phone, and Adrian blends in before we even reach the threshold. One minute he’s with us, the next he’s among the staff like he’s never met us in his life.My favourite spy. Matteo stands near the centre of the meeting room like he owns the very air we breathe next to him. His nose looks we

53. The hidden door

Lucien's POV,Matteo's fingers tap once against the armrest of his chair as he acknowledges my request. “So, you'll get rid of the bitch?”“Careful, Matteo”, my voice drops, and my eyes darken. Adrian better hurry the fuck up, or else I'll take this arsehole’s head. “You’re stepping into territory that doesn’t belong to you.”“I’m stepping into territory that was promised to me.”“To your brother.”The silence is suddenly so thick, I can feel it wrap around me like a towel. “Promises change,” Matteo replies.“They do, don't they?” I smirk, and he smiles again, colder.“You’re forgetting something, Lucien.”“Am I?”“You’re not the only one with women under your roof.”Something in me goes rigid, and so does Nikolai. For one, he just confirmed he has the heir with him and two, he just fucking threatened my wife. “We can go blood for blood,” I seethe, my eye flicking to a picture beside him. A picture of his precious daughter and wife. Matteo glares at me, then leans back again.“The

55. Forget, Elara

Elara’s POV, We hadn’t yet exchanged any secrets since he told me about my father. I glare at the man singing totally off-key and roll my eyes. When I expected to meet Viktor, I expected a cool, mysterious and elegant man. This was just ridiculous. I’m so irritated. But I need to win so he can tell me another secret. He’s a crazy drunk, so I can only trust that the words of a drunk are always true. “Should’ve taken the gold and left the kid…” He laughs, taking a swig mid-song while I make my move. “But noooo…Luxe had to be noble about it…”I freeze. I know that name. Apparently he does too. He hiccups and grins at the board. “Smart move, kid. Where’d you learn to play?”I don’t answer because I don’t know. I’ve just always been good at it, I guess. Suddenly, he pulls something out and tosses it on the table.“It’s a token,” he leans in and whispers like the ghosts around us are going to hear or something. “We used to pay them with these…cheap bastard coins.”The token or coin spi

56. He's not coming to my house

Elara’s POV, “Elara!” Milo’s voice. I look to see him. One eye busted, running towards me, hand outstretched. “Above you, run!”Instead of doing that, I looked above, and a large piece of the roof came crashing down…“AHHHH….”~~“AHHHH!!”I spring up, sweat sticking my clothes to my back. My head is pounding like crazy, and it takes me a minute before I realise where I am. The hospital. No, no, no…I get down from the bed and when I find no footwear, I hurry to the window. I can’t be seen in a public place like this. What if they ask for my identity card? Or citizenship proof? I’m literally an illegal cargo. I’m not meant to be here. It’s a four-story building, but I can make the jump if I swing my legs over to…“Mother?” My body twists over the balcony, freezes, and I turn slowly to see Asher holding Lucien’s hand. Behind them are Lucy and…Viktor. He looks…well?I chuckle nervously and pat the balcony railings. “Ha ha, you guys met me at the wrong time,” I slowly come down an

57. A fight

Elara’s POV, Viktor goes to a hotel, and I reluctantly follow them to the mansion, his house. All the while, the car is tense with silence; the only sound is Asher playing a movie on his iPad. God, he’s so annoying. I needed to find out answers from Viktor, and he just fucked it up. When we arrive, I hurry inside without a word. I am still shaking with anger that I don’t even notice Asher calling me. I slam the door hard enough for them to hear downstairs and pace around the room. How the hell would I contact Viktor? I don’t even have his number!“Fuck!” My phone chimes, and I look at the notification. It’s an unknown number.‘Look outside your window.’I hesitate but flinch when I hear a knock on it. What now? I rush to the window with a bat and almost scream when I see Viktor grinning from outside. “What the fuck?” I whisper-yell and unlock the latch. I shouldn’t even be surprised that he got my number. He jumps inside with a grunt and leans casually against the wall like he d

58. The painting

Elara’s POV, I push Lucien Lard. It works because he stops and his eyes land on me. I step back. “What are you doing?” he demands, standing up and behind him, Viktor groans. “Stopping you!” I snap back. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”“He broke into your room!”“How do you know that? Are you spying on me?”“You think I wouldn’t know what’s going on around my walls. There are things called hidden cameras, Solis.”“He’s not a threat.”“Not a threat? He brought you in his arms, unconscious! All the way from Costa Rica!”“I went to meet him! He’s family!”Silence. Lucien stares at me like he doesn’t recognise me. “Family,” he says quietly. “How am I expected to believe you?”“I don’t expect you to.”His jaw tightens. “Of course you don’t.”“Listen, he’s my family. The only one I have left. I have to be with him.”“Right,” he gestures between Viktor and me. “So you can run off with him.”“What?” I whisper in disbelief. “Look I really don’t care if you’re fucking him or you

59. You're a monster

Elara’s POV, I turn sharply with a gasp to see him standing at the doorway, watching me with intense eyes. His shirt is crumpled, his hair messy and his eyes…He’s drunk. My heart is pounding harder than it should. “You paint a woman,” I say, my voice coming out like a beaten lamb. I hate it.“Yes.”That’s it. No explanation? No hesitation?“You’re getting married, you have a son,” I grit out, stepping toward him. “Or did that slip your mind while you were busy obsessing over someone else? Is this what you’ve been doing for over two weeks?”His jaw tightens slightly. “I don’t see how that is any of your business.”I gasp, then scoff with a small smile. “That’s not the point, Lucien.”“Oh, but it is,” he says calmly, stepping fully into the room now. “Why do you care?”I laugh, a short and bitter laugh. “You’ve ignored me ever since I came back,” I fire at him. “You were nowhere to be found for two weeks! And here you are, drunk! What? After painting a redhead, you go to clubs and

60. Not like this

Elara’s POV, He doesn’t.His free hand tears at my blouse, and the buttons pop like gunfire, fabric shredding down the front to bare my bra. I buck under him, legs thrashing to get his attention, but he rips my shorts next, exposing my thighs. My panties follow, yanked aside and torn off, leaving me vulnerable on the cold floor amid scattered brushes and canvas scraps. Tears threaten to spill not just from pain and fury at how he manhandles me, but from the humiliation. I don’t want to have sex with Lucien. Not like this. Oh, God. He doesn’t look at my face as he shreds the bra too, hooks snapping, and my tits bounce free. He raises his head, still holding my wrists above my head. “Fuck, look at you,” he murmurs, voice thick with possession as he grabs a fat tube of red paint, smearing it roughly against my body with his palm, coating my skin glossy. “Body so beautiful, I'd paint you like this every day; naked, marked, and mine alone. No one else will touch you.”I glare up at hi

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