Todos los capítulos de Hiding The Billionaire's Son : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Samantha’s POV I take a deep breath, forcing a smile as I step into the ballroom. No one must see how nervous I am. Tonight, Damian will be named CEO of Sterling Empire… a position long expected of him, though marrying me, a lowborn wife, nearly cost him everything. I sip a glass of water to steady myself and search for him. We were supposed to enter together, but his assistant insisted otherwise. It’s not unusual to be pushed aside, but I endure it for his sake. And it’s fine. Because tonight… I also have something good to share with Damian. Then I see him. Damian Sterling, radiant in a suit chosen by his mother, with a woman clinging to his arm. He smiles at her, laughs with her, and lets her touch him… things he never allows me in public. I feel a pang in my chest as I watch them giggle. “Keep it together, Samantha,” I whisper to myself. “Damian isn’t heartless,” I remind myself. “He’ll never betray you.” I trust my husband, I always have. Behind closed doors, he shows me love

Samantha’s POV As if Georgia looking down on me isn’t enough, even Victoria makes a mockery of my marriage with Damian. All I’ve ever wanted was to live with the man I love, to be accepted for who I am. But with the Sterlings, such things are impossible. “Even my husband’s secretary doesn’t acknowledge me as his wife. I’ve been married to Damian for two years now, and they still call me Miss Gregory,” I sob, burying my face in my palms on the way back to the Sterling mansion. It’s already past seven in the evening when I arrive, and the maids don’t even bother to greet me, like always. Everyone treats me like air in this cold mansion… or shall I say a prison I willingly stepped into the day I married Damian. It was painful at first, but I grew numb. I chose to spare my heart and accept every humiliation from his family… believing it was all worth it. Believing he was worth it. But is he? When his cold gaze landed on me earlier, I knew he had enough. I tried to shake it off, but

Damian’s POV “... Let’s divorce.” My mind went blank for a moment, then her words echoed in my head. My eyes widened in disbelief, unable to process that those cold, emotionless words had come from Samantha’s lips. Samantha has always been obedient to me. She listens, she follows, she endures. It's her own kind of strength, and I admire her for that. So why now? Why is she suddenly asking for divorce? “What did you say?” I feel the crease on my forehead deepening as I watch her click her tongue in front of me. “You want a divorce? Why, Samantha?” She’s always the one who wants to work out things between us. So, why now? In the past, I also thought of giving up, but I didn’t… Because she begs me to fight alongside her. And now she’s giving up just like that? “Why, you ask? Seriously, Damian. You’re still asking me that?” she snaps, frustration flashing across her face. I just realized her eyes were swollen and she had dark circles around them.… Did she stay up and cry all night?

"Excuse me. I just need to speak with Damian privately.""Privately." Victoria repeats, examining her nails.Georgia's expression doesn't change. "Damian is a very busy man, Samantha. Busy men don't have time for women they've already moved past.""I'm asking for ten minutes.""You signed those papers," Victoria says, tilting her head. "What exactly makes you think you still have access to anything in this building? Or to him?""Look, I just need to-""Need." Georgia scoffs. "You always needed something, didn't you? That was always the problem with you.""It's very important, and it will only take a few minutes. Let me speak with him.""Oh, I'm sure it feels important to you. You always think everything about yourself is so terribly important."Victoria leans close to Georgia and murmurs something I can't hear. Georgia glances at her, then back at me, and takes out her phone. She dials and puts it on speaker.My heart kicks. It has to be Damian, right?"Ma'am." Marcus's voice, and my

Damian's POV Lorraine stands there with one hand pressed flat to her chest, eyes wide, staring at the lamp pieces scattered across the floor. She looks from the wall to me, then back to the wall."What happened?" Her voice shakes. "Your mom just stormed past me in the hallway like I wasn't there and now you're smashing stuff. What is going on?""Nothing." I crouch and pick up the larger pieces. "I'm sorry for startling you.""That's all you're going to say?"I set the broken base on the side table and say nothing else.She watches me for a moment, then shifts, and when she speaks again her voice has changed back to that softness I am beginning to get familiar with because she is everywhere all the time. My house, Sterling HQ, even my gym."I never thanked you properly for yesterday. When my car broke down and—""Call an Uber next time. I only showed up because I was in the area.""Right. Uber." Something moves across her face quickly and I begin to wonder if I was a little to harsh.