All Chapters of Oh No! I Hired My Husband's Boyfriend : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

32 Chapters

The About To Be Divorced Club

Chapter 1The smell of $400-an-ounce ambergris and sterile marble was the first thing that hit Katherine when she walked into the kitchen that evening, the scent of a life she was being violently purged from. It clung to the back of her throat like expensive regret.“I’m divorcing you, Katherine. And there is no going back on that.”The words didn’t just fall; they struck. George’s voice was steely, vibrating with a cold finality that seemed to fracture the very air molecules floating above the pristine, designer island. To emphasize his point, he swept his arm across the marble in one deliberate arc. The set of hand-forged sterling silver utensils, ones she had chosen in Milan two summers ago clattered to the floor in a bright, metallic cascade. The sound rang against the stone like a single tolling bell at a funeral no one else was invited to attend.He snatched his slim leather briefcase from the counter, already turning toward the doorway as though he hadn’t just detonated five y

The Hundred Dollar Contract

Chapter 2The heavy beat of the club throbbed in perfect, cruel synchrony with the pulse beneath Katherine’s palm where the hundred-dollar bill lay flattened against the polished bar top. Killian didn’t reach for it right away. He studied the crumpled note the way a collector might examine a flawed but fascinating artifact, head tilted, eyes narrowed, lips parted just enough to show the edge of teeth. Then that same dissecting gaze lifted and pinned her in place.“A hundred dollars,” he murmured, the words rolling out like distant thunder wrapped in velvet. The low vibration traveled straight through her molars. “That’s a very specific price for a very specific kind of desperation.”“It’s what I have,” Katherine snapped. The bravado flickered like a candle in a draft, but it held. “Take it or don’t. I’m not here to haggle over my own ruin.”Killian straightened to his full height. The motion made the shadows rearrange themselves around him; his silhouette seemed to drink the dim ligh

The Clause That Wouldn't Let Go

Chapter 3Katherine's eyelids fluttered against the assault of dawn, but the sun was merciless, a golden informant spilling secrets through the expansive glass walls of the penthouse. It wasn't a gentle awakening; it was a brutal intrusion, the light slicing like a serrated blade straight into the tender spots behind her eyes. She let out a guttural groan, attempting to twist away from the glare, but her body betrayed her with a stubborn immobility. Her thighs were twin pillars of molten lead, heavy and inflamed, while her lower back muscles clenched in a relentless, fiery revolt, as if punishing her for every reckless decision that had led to this moment.The bed beside her was a tangled battlefield of luxurious charcoal silk sheets, rumpled and disheveled from the night's storm. Killian lay there, a shadowy figure turned away from her, his broad back rising and falling in the steady rhythm of undisturbed slumber. He resembled a sculpture forged from midnight itself, impassive, uny

Oh No!

Chapter 4George didn't wait for her in the hallway. He paced the marble corridor like a caged animal, each sharp turn of his polished loafers clicking against the stone with metronomic fury. His phone was pressed so hard against his ear that his knuckles stood out bone-white, the tendons in his forearm standing in rigid relief beneath the rolled-up sleeve of his once-crisp shirt.Katherine trailed several paces behind, her gait uneven and deliberate, as though every step required separate calculation. The soreness between her thighs burned with every movement, a raw, private sting that refused to fade, a constant, humiliating reminder of the hundred dollars she had flung away in a moment of reckless desperation. That temporary escape had metastasized into something far worse: a permanent nightmare stitched into her very skin."I don't care what the board says!" George barked into the receiver, voice cracking at the edges. "The liquidity isn't there, it's not even close! If my mothe

The Icy Gaze

Chapter 5The floor of the penthouse was polished concrete, a cold, unyielding surface that felt like ice against Katherine’s bare knees. She remained there, paralyzed, her lungs refusing to pull in enough oxygen. The air in the room was thick with the scent of bergamot and expensive skin, the exact scent that had been on her pillows, in her hair, and deep in her throat just a few hours ago.Her mind was a fractured mirror, reflecting jagged shards of the previous night: the way Killian’s hands had felt like iron around her waist, the predatory hunger in his eyes when she had tossed that hundred-dollar bill onto the nightstand, and the low, guttural sound he had made when he realized she wasn't just another girl looking for a thrill."Oh, for God’s sake, Katherine! Get up!" George’s voice sliced through the silence like a dull blade. He stood over her, his shadow crossing hers, but he didn't reach down. He never reached down. "Stop being such a drama queen. I know the penthouse is in

The Shattered Facade

Chapter 6The echo of Katherine’s scream hung in the cavernous space of the penthouse, vibrating against the floor-to-ceiling glass like a trapped bird. The silence that followed was heavy, pressurized, and suffocating.Katherine stood there, her chest heaving, her eyes wide and glassy as she stared at George. She looked like a woman standing on the edge of a cliff, waiting for the wind to finally push her over.Her hair was a wild halo of blonde silk, and her skin was so translucent it looked like porcelain about to spider-web into a thousand pieces.Killian remained perfectly still, his hand hovering in the air where her wrist had been a second before. He looked entirely unruffled, his expression one of dark, clinical curiosity. George, however, looked as though he had been slapped. His mouth was slightly agape, his face flushing a dull, angry crimson.Then, the unexpected happened.The tension didn't snap with a blow or a shout. Instead, it dissolved into a sound that was far mor

The Weight of Silence

Chapter 7The air in the penthouse didn’t just grow cold; it turned absolute zero. Katherine watched, breathless, as the mask of the charming, bored billionaire slid off Killian’s face, revealing something primal and predatory underneath. His eyes, once a teasing mahogany, had bled into a terrifying, bottomless obsidian. The shift was so sudden it made her heart lurch against her ribs like a panicked prisoner."You know what I hate aside from overpriced ego, George?" Killian’s voice was a low-frequency vibration that seemed to rattle the very marrow in Katherine’s bones. "Women hitters."George’s face, previously a mask of purple rage, drained until it was the color of curdled milk. "Killian, wait…you don’t understand. She’s been baiting me! She’s trying to ruin the merger, trying to make me look…"Killian’s grip tightened. Katherine heard the faint, sickening creak of George’s wrist bones protesting the pressure. George let out a strangled whimper, his knees dipping as he was forc

The Price of Possession

Chapter 8The air in the penthouse, previously frozen by Killian’s wrath, now simmered with a different, more suffocating heat. It was as if the very atmosphere had thickened, charged with an electric undercurrent that made every breath feel heavy, laden with unspoken desires and forbidden tensions. The faint hum of the city below filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but inside, it was silent save for the subtle rustle of fabric and the rapid cadence of Katherine's heartbeat echoing in her ears. The scrap of black lace danced between his fingers, a delicate, mocking reminder of the night Katherine had spent unraveling beneath him while her husband slept in the other room. That lace, so innocuous in its form, now pulsed with the memory of heated skin, whispered gasps, and the intoxicating rush of surrender. It wasn't just underwear; it was a symbol, a tangible piece of the chaos that had erupted between them, shimmering with the residue of their illicit encounter.Katherine

The Ledger Of Debt

Chapter 9"Oh, Kathy, you look so fucking delicious like this," Killian's voice slithered through the darkness, a velvet whip cracking against her senses. "Blindfolded and bound, just waiting for me to claim what's mine. Say it…tell me you want this."Katherine's breath hitched, the silk blindfold pressing against her eyelids like a lover's cruel kiss. Her wrists were tied behind her back with his necktie, the knot tight enough to bite into her skin, sending sparks of pain-laced pleasure up her arms. She was on her knees, the cool hardwood floor of the penthouse digging into her flesh, her body exposed in nothing but lace lingerie that barely covered her trembling form. The air was thick with his scent, sandalwood, power, and raw dominance."Please, Killian," she whispered, her voice breaking, but he cut her off with a sharp tug on the makeshift leash he'd fashioned from another tie, looped around her neck like a collar."Please what, you little slut?" he growled, his fingers twistin

The Price of Ownership

Chapter 10The sound of shattering ceramic was still ringing in the air when George’s voice sliced through the tension, high and frantic."No!" George exploded, lunging off the arm of the chair. "Absolutely not. Killian, you can’t be serious. That is a big no."The room plunged into a sudden, suffocating vacuum. The espresso machine hissed one last time before falling silent. Killian didn't move. He didn't even blink. He simply leaned his head back against the charcoal velvet, his dark eyes hooded, watching the pulse throb in George’s neck.Killian let out a long, slow sigh, a sound like shifting tectonic plates. "George," he rumbled, the silkiness of his voice carrying a jagged edge. "I’m going to give you exactly five seconds to reconsider your tone. And then, I want you to repeat what you just said."George’s bravado faltered. He visibly recoiled, his face pale and slick with sudden sweat. He looked at Katherine standing amidst the puddle of dark coffee and broken porcelain and th

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