All Chapters of Trapped In The Billionaire’s World : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Arya’s POV I stared at the document in disbelief. He was proposing a contract marriage… for a year. One that would help him secure his position as CEO of his father's company while he gave me adequate compensation in return. I was at a loss for words. What did he take me for? A charity case? Compensation, as in money? Yes I know I need money for a lot of things but I refuse to be insulted in the process of getting it. I was sure I could acquire it by other means. Definitely not this. This was no easy feat. He was basically asking me drop my life and give him permission to own me. For a whole year! I couldn't imagine what life would be like. Giving a man ownership of my life. He would dictate my every move. What I wear, the company I keep, how I speak. Everything. I wasn't even married to him yet and here he was telling me not to roll my eyes. How much more when I agreed to marry him. He'd tell me to breathe only when he gave permission? Fuck no. For a whole year I wou

Kayden's POV I sat in my office, anxiously tapping my feet against the tiles as I watched the hand of the clock move rather slowly. One minute till Arya’s time was up. The anxiety had creeped its way into my system. I hated it. I hated that she had the power to make me feel this way. I had played all my cards right. Now, it was up to her to decide and honestly, there was only one right decision. “Okay let's do it.” She said in defeat. I couldn't help the small smile that found its way to my face. “Good.” “You don't sound surprised.” Of course I was a bit surprised. I didn't know what to expect from her. Why wait till the very last moment, only to agree? She had me thinking I had lost the game at some point, so yes, I was indeed surprised. But she didn't need to know that. “Would you feel better if I said I was?” I could envision her rolling her eyes at me. “Just know that if we're going to do this… it will be on my terms.” There it was. I had been expecting a nego

Arya’s POV It was moving day. Packing my stuff was an easy task because Kayden emphasised on taking only what was extremely necessary. I knew this arrangement was only temporary, but I could barely hold back the tears as I said goodbye to grandma. I was definitely going to miss her. Thankfully, the caregiver was extremely sweet and professional so I was convinced she was in good hands. The ride to Kayden’s was nerve racking to say the least. I stuck my head out the window, letting the wind hit my face. It felt like the start of my new life. For a year, I was going to be a different person. Literally. Kayden thought it was best to conceal my actual identity. From today, I wasn't Arya White anymore. I was Arya Stone, soon to be Mrs Blackwood, elegant and effortlessly gracious… Kayden’s perfect wife. Soon enough, we arrived at the house. I walked through the familiar large doors and into the living area as memories from the last time I was here resurfaced. Everything looked q

Kayden's POV The entire ride home was silent. No sound, except the low hum of the car and our steady breathing. The dinner had me riled up. I knew Arya could tell. I had half expected a sassy comment, but I got none. She was either keeping quiet out of understanding, or she was just too tired to say anything. If anything, I was glad Kai didn't show up, because I might not have been able to leave without cracking his nose open with my fist. It's crazy how he was still able to get to me, even after all these years. I knew my father had a lot more to say if he got the chance. I'm glad I never gave it to him. I didn't want Arya to think anything was wrong with her. In the end, I was going to do this. Whether they liked it or not. Pulling the car to a stop in the garage, I laid my head back, taking in a controlled breath. The engine had long gone quiet, but the tension hadn't. "That was... intense." She speaks. I wondered how long it would take. "Soo your father hates me, a

Arya's POV The ride to the boutique was quiet. We were both sitting at the back of his Rolls Royce, with his driver behind the wheel. My gaze fixed on the passing streets as the city blurred past us. To think that we both lived in the same city, but our worlds were entirely different. I shifted slightly in my seat, smoothing my hands over the fabric of my pants for the third time in the last two minutes. I didn't even know why I was nervous. We were just going dress shopping. It wasn't even going to be anything extra. Just something simple but classy for the gathering. Kayden sat a few inches away from me with undivided attention to his phone. He was in business mode, answering calls in a calm and controlled tone. The car slowed again gradually, before coming to a smooth stop. I looked out the window, getting a glimpse of the boutique. I saw Kayden put away his phone from the corner of my eye. "I hope you left your smart mouth at home." He spoke for the first time th