All Chapters of Billionaire Contract Wife: Eight Months in His Cage: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

18 Chapters

You Take the Hits Instead.

Eleanor Vance POVI leaned my body down. My cold fingertips touched the glass bottles scattered all over the floor. The air smelled like rot and stale beer. These bottles were everywhere, lying right next to my father’s body on the ground. He was drunk. Just like he has been every single day since the day I was born.I sighed. My soul felt heavy. I had seen this same scene for too many years. He comes home drunk at dawn after spending the night in some dirty East End bar. He drinks and he plays his favorite game. He gambles. He bets with my hard earned money.He comes home too weak to walk. The living room becomes his bed. He finishes his bottles and ends up passing out. His mind and body are just gone.I did what I always do. I cleaned up his mess before going to work. I made sure to leave some cash for him. I had to. If I didn't, I would have to deal with the consequences. He would slap my face, or my little sister’s face, or do something even worse.I made breakfast for my sister I

You Look Amazing, Girl!! Have Fun!

Eleanor Vance POVI woke up a few hours later. It was evening. Luckily, I hadn't missed the party yet. The event was at nine. It was only seven-thirty. I still had an hour and a half to get ready.I wish I could have said no. I usually say no to everything. But this was the biggest night for the Blackwood Group. It was a welcome home party for Julian Blackwood. He had been away from the company for a long time. He was a Major General in the army. A real high-ranking soldier.While he was away, his sister Margot Blackwood ran things as the CEO. She had help from their father, Alistair Blackwood. I heard that Alistair gave the whole empire to his kids after his own father passed away.No one knows why he stepped down. It is still a big secret.A night like this had no excuses. I had to be there. Showing up was just as important as finishing my work.I got out of bed. The pain in my body was crushing. I bit my lower lip hard. I had to fight the ache just to get to the bathroom. I needed

Forget About Taking My Money Ever Again, Father.

Eleanor Vance POVI kept my eyes on the road, lost in my own thoughts. The silence was broken by the ping of a notification on my phone.I pulled it out of my bag and stared at it for a second. I was shocked when I saw the sender. It was my father. He was the last person I expected to message me. My hands shook a little as I opened the chat. I looked at the screen with dread."Send me money."I let out a bitter laugh. I couldn't believe it. I rolled my eyes and dug my nails into the car seat. I was so angry. I wasn't going to keep this inside anymore. I typed back with fire in my heart."I won't. Forget about taking my money ever again, Father."A few seconds passed. Then came his annoying reply. It made my blood boil."Really??"I bit my lip. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I opened the window next to me to find some fresh air. He had a way of sucking the life out of me."Heaven's curse on him."I ignored him, but he messaged again."Fine then."My face twisted in pain. I shut off my

Won't You Explain Why You Are in the Men's Room!

Eleanor Vance POVMy father had called several times while I was talking to Mr. Julian. Now he was calling again. Before the phone stopped ringing, I took a deep breath and answered him. I didn't want to, but I had no choice."What do you want, Father?""Is this how a good daughter answers her father? You hurt my feelings, Eleanor."His disgusting voice crawled into my ears. It made my face twist with hate. I narrowed my eyes. He was faking his sadness. It made me so angry. I sighed and called him the worst names I had ever heard.He laughed. He actually enjoyed it. Then he asked me a question that made me confused."Where are you right now?"I frowned. Why would he ask me that? Since when does my father care about where I am? It was almost funny."Why are you asking?""You are at the party, obviously! Well, since they are on their way to you, let me tell you some happy news, my daughter."I looked around. I didn't understand what he was talking about. What happy news? And who was com

Be My Wife For Eight Months

Eleanor Vance POVI froze in the corner of that bathroom the moment Major General Julian Blackwood’s voice filled the room. I turned around slowly. My legs felt like lead. When I finally faced him, I met his deep, dark eyes. I felt like he wasn't just looking at me. He was looking straight into my soul.I quickly wiped away the tears on my eyelashes. My fingers were shaking. I tried to think of something to say. There was no logical reason for me to be here in this fancy place, looking like a mess.He pulled a dark pack of cigarettes from his back pocket. He took one out with his index and middle fingers. His hands looked strong and serious. He slowly raised the cigarette to his lips. I waited for him to look away. I just wanted him to blink so I could breathe, but he didn't.Even when he lit the lighter, he kept his eyes on me. The orange flame reflected in his dark pupils. He was intentionally keeping me trapped in his gaze. I felt like a bird in a cage, unable to fly away. He didn'

I Became His… Whether I Wanted It or Not

Eleanor Vance POVMy eyes froze on the bodies sprawled in front of me.The men my father had sent.Their faces were carved with expressions so brutal, so vicious, that mercy had no place in them at all.My hand trembled where it rested against President Julian Blackwood’s chest.I could feel his heartbeat, steady and powerful beneath my palm.I had placed my hand there earlier to push him away.Instead of pulling back now, I clung to him harder, my fingers tightening in the fabric of his suit jacket.After watching the intruders with sharp focus, like a hawk tracking its prey, his gaze returned to me.More precisely, to my hand gripping him.I did not know what to do anymore.I was stuck in the middle.Trapped between his overwhelming solidity and their predatory stares.Looks wrapped in deceit and filth.Smiles that devoured me in disgusting silence.If I accepted his offer of marriage, I would be tearing myself out of my own life.Handing over my freedom to the Blackwood family will

Let Me Go. I Want to Leave

Eleanor Vance POVThe man standing in front of them was not someone they could escape from.The moment he stepped forward, they stumbled back fast. Their bodies crashed into each other like scared rats trapped in a dark corner with no way out.One of them clamped a hand over his mouth, choking back a scream. The other shook where he stood.Two calm steps. That was all it took.He faced them with his tall, solid body, watching them with slow, measured eyes. The cigarette still rested between his lips. How did he stay this calm, for God’s sake?I had heard a lot about military life. About how harsh it was. How it carved men from the inside out. But what about a General like Julian Blackwood, a man who had spent decades in service?He faced death every single day. Until death became familiar. Almost gentle to him.But not like this.Not killing with this kind of calm. As if nothing had happened at all.Did he think he had just crushed an ant or what?I followed his steps as he moved clos

Give me your phone

Eleanor Vance POVSeveral minutes passed while I sat alone inside the luxury car. My eyes drifted outside on their own, curious, searching for him. He was leaning against the metal body of the car, smoking his cigarette slowly, unhurried, not for long. Then he moved and slid into the driver’s seat beside me. The scent of tobacco mixed with his sharp cologne rushed into the car and filled my lungs.He rested his head back against the seat and looked at me for a moment. His gaze cut through my silence, asking without words.“Where is your home?”I bit my lower lip, staring at nothing. I had no idea how to answer that question at all. Everything was already complicated enough. I could not go home. My father would be there for sure at this hour. Even if the news of my escape from the men he sent had not reached him yet, the moment he saw me, he would drag me back there by force, after I paid for it with my body and pride.There was only one choice. I had to go to my grandmother’s house in

An Eight Month Marriage Contract

Eleanor Vance POVHere I am, standing in front of a pile of clothes thrown messily across my bed, trying to choose what to wear to meet Mr. Blackwood.I am deeply grateful to my sister. Truly. When she packed her things from our old house, she remembered me. She packed my clothes and belongings with hers back then. I honestly do not know what I would have done without her.I shifted in place and let out a tight breath that made my chest ache. What was I even supposed to wear to meet a man like Julian. Would anything ever be enough?After long thought, I chose a creamy silk blouse. The fabric was soft and cool, brushing my skin like a whisper. I paired it with a black skirt decorated with simple cream patterns, ending at mid thigh. A glossy black handbag. Medium height black heels. I kept my makeup light, just enough to highlight my features. I styled my hair loose, falling past the middle of my back. I love long hair. Especially when it flows freely, smooth and neat like silk threads.

Why Do You Want to Marry, Mr. Blackwood?

Eleanor Vance POVI had finished reading all the clauses. Some of them felt insane. Full of control. Full of tyranny. When my eyes reached the bottom of the page, I saw Julian Blackwood’s signature filling the space with cold firmness. Instinctively, I knew the empty line beneath the second party’s signature was meant for me. Eleanor Vance.I let out an angry breath and looked at Mr. Blackwood again, my irritation sharper than before."Seriously?"He frowned, surprised by my reaction, and asked calmly,"What?"I closed my eyes in frustration and said with bitter sarcasm,"What are these conditions, Mr. Blackwood? Are you marrying me, or drafting me into the army?"He straightened in his seat, resting his elbow on the table as his large body leaned closer to mine."And what is wrong with the conditions, Miss Vance?"Was he serious? Did he truly see nothing wrong with them?"I am a free woman. I cannot live under all this pressure. I admit that some conditions are reasonable, but the re

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