All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Arielle I had said he was on top of me like it was a normal thing. Like it meant nothing. But the moment I opened my eyes the next morning, reality hit me hard. Darius was lying right beside me. I gasped sharply and moved away from him so fast I almost fell off the bed. He stirred. Slowly, his eyes opened and met mine. “Arielle…”“How did I get here?” I asked immediately, my voice shaky.He blinked in confusion. “What are you talking–”I pulled the blanket down slightly and froze. My clothes were different. I wasn't in the dress from last night. My stomach dropped. “What did you do to me?” I whispered, panic rising.He groaned and rubbed his face. “Arielle, it's too early for this."Too early?Too early?!How could he be so stupid? He had thousands of rooms in his mansion, but chose to sleep right next to me?My heart began racing. Did he undress me? Did he see me naked? Did we–Darius stood up suddenly, pulling up his trousers like a man who had just finished doing something. I

Arielle I changed my dress into a new one and tossed my wet uniform into the laundry basket. The cold water David had thrown at me lingered in my mind more than it did on my skin. My nerves hadn’t settled yet. But that wasn’t the real issue. The real issue was outside. Emris. He hadn’t come back inside for almost ten minutes. I was beginning to worry. Ten minutes felt too long, especially when he was outside with Darius. I tried to sit still on the couch while Tiffany and Summer talked, but my mind kept drifting toward the window by the kitchen. Something about it bothered me. Finally, I stood up quietly and walked toward the kitchen window, pretending I needed water. I peeked outside. Emris was standing beside the passenger’s seat of Darius’s car. Talking normally. That was what made it strange. I didn’t know why I was expecting the worst to happen. I couldn’t even see Darius clearly. He was still inside the car, barely moving. What were they talking ab

Arielle Tonight didn’t decide shit. It didn’t decide my fate. And it definitely didn’t decide the thing I feared the most. Darius was already lying on the floor when everything started. Strangely enough, I found that part funny. But before I could even worry about him, someone’s shadow fell over my chair. The person spoke. The voice was deep, but my ears were too heavy with alcohol to understand the words. Everything sounded like a distant noise. The figure lifted me carefully and carried me into another room. My eyes blinked slowly as he lay me gently on the bed. That was the last thing I saw. At that moment, I had completely forgotten about Darius. A loud knock woke me the next morning. The knocking continued severely. “What!” I groaned, still drowning in sleep. “It’s time for breakfast, ma’am.”I hissed and rolled to the other side, trying to escape the voice. But then my brain replayed the words. Breakfast…. Ma’am. What the hell? My eyes shot open. I sat up immediately

Arielle They knocked again. Neither of us answered. “Miss Arielle Hills,” one of them called from outside. “Please, we need you to step out now.” I ignored them. Then the voice came again. “We can see you from the kitchen window.” My body froze. Slowly, I reached over and pulled the curtains aside, knowing there was no point hiding anymore. My stomach twisted as I walked toward the door. Tessa followed closely behind me. I opened the door. “Hello, officer," I said, forcing a polite smile. “Hello, ma’am,” one of them replied. “Are you Miss Arielle Hills?” “Yes, I am,” I said carefully. “Is there a problem, officer?” Even as I asked the question, my chest tightened with fear. “We received a report that you damaged a vehicle,” the officer said, pulling out a piece of paper. My heart dropped. I turned slightly and glanced at Tiffany. I was about to piss myself. She looked just as terrified. “That was a month ago, officer. I’m sure the owner and I alrea

Arielle “Arielle, I can’t let you do this,” Tiffany said firmly. “You’re not accepting that son of a bitch’s deal just because he’s forcing you to.”Tessa clearly didn’t want me to either. She handed the letter back to me slowly. “I have no choice," I said quietly. Tiffany hesitated, still not convinced. “What about Grandma? Mrs. Lilith? Can’t they help you?” She asked. I have a weak smile. “I wouldn’t want to worry them.”“What of your mother?” Tiffany whispered. My face hardened immediately. “Tiffany…..don’t.”She exhaled deeply and turned away. She understood right away. I didn’t want to hear about that woman. Not now. Not ever. Tessa noticed the tension too. I had never told her about my parents, even though she had asked several times before. She probably assumed they were dead because I never talked about them. There was nothing to talk about. “Tomorrow,” I said slowly. “I’m going to his house to accept his deal and tell him to drop the lawsuit.”I stood up and quietly