All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Scandalous Contract: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

50 Chapters

Chapter 1: Stupid Hormones

The air is thick with shadows, walls closing in like a secret waiting to explode. The damp air reeks of rain and smoke hangs heavy, curling into the corners like something alive. He is close—too close, his face so close that her skin can feel the spark of electricity between them, each breath stolen like a secret.The single lamp flickers, casting their outlines in trembling gold, their reflections warping in the windowpane. Thunder grumbles outside, distant yet insistent, rattling the glass. The world beyond is storming, but inside, the real tempest is just beginning—slow, silent, and dangerously intimate.His voice is a growl, raw and commanding, scraping the edges of her sanity: "Tell me you want this. Tell me you need the fire even if it burns you alive."She swallows, heat flowing through her veins, the fight receding with every shuddering gasp. Her body is singing with it. Her stomach is flipping. "I shouldn't. I'm afraid. But God… the way you look at me—it's like you're taking me

Chapter 2: Like a Ghost

Elowen navigated it all like a windowpane breath—here, but not at all. Her movement upset nothing. Her sneakers, frayed at the edges, glided across the floor in quiet, tentative rubs that seemed almost to apologize for being there. Canvas grew thin at the toes, dirt hardened like obstinate shadows in the fabric. Her hoodie, oversized, sun-faded from secondhand machines, enveloped her frame. The sleeves fell over her hands, protecting her from touch.Shoulders hunched in a permanent stoop, she walked with her head down, eyes just slipping enough to avoid meeting anyone else's. Lockers slammed around her like pistol shots—quick, hard. Laughter trailed behind, no softer, no nicer.It ricocheted down the hall like shrapnel, slicing through the silence she wore like armor. She didn’t flinch. She’d learned long ago how to let it all pass through her. Invisibility wasn’t a blessing—it was a survival skill, shaped by years of pretending not to exist. A ghost cloaked in cotton and denim, haunti

Chapter 3: The Girl in the Water Opens Her Eyes

In spite of the sun in the morning shining in through the windows of the school, there was no hint of warmth. The shadow of Elowen disappeared in the soft grays, sliding across the cracked linoleum floor like an unwanted visitor. The light was like a clinical probing, revealing all that she wanted to conceal. By her locker, her hands moved in a self-absorbed, mechanical motion twisting the combination lock without feeling anything. She didn't want to wake up that morning—didn't want to be anything at all—but every metallic click resonated down the hall, a slow, unsteady pulse tick of another unwanted day commencing. The hopes of the night had dried away, and now there remained only the stale air, heavy with cigarette smoke and festering sweat. Sound emerged behind her—sharp and abrupt, with brittle exactness. It sliced through the murmur of rumbling backpacks and clanging lockers like glass cutting across skin. The laughter was cruel, brilliant, with glittering high notes, like it had

Chapter 4: I'm Trying

The corridors throbbed like a hive too packed, too loud, too ready to explode. Overhead, the fluorescent lights flickered and buzzed with that maddening, insectile hum that seemed to crawl straight into the bones. Backpacks slammed into locker doors with dull thuds. Voices collided midair—shouts, gossip, half-formed arguments, and nervous laughter. Someone was laughing too loudly, someone else crying too quietly behind a bathroom door just out of sight. The air was thick with the scent of cheap perfume, sweat, and adolescent panic, clinging like a second skin that refused to peel off."Why does it always have to be like this?" Elowen thought bitterly. "No matter what I do, I’m either invisible… or a target."She slipped through it all like thread through a needle’s eye—narrow, silent, and overlooked. Her books were clutched tightly to her chest, not out of academic purpose, but for protection—her only barrier between herself and the chaos pressing in from all sides. Every step was inte

Chapter 5: The Red Mark

The early morning sunlight spilled through the wide kitchen window like melted gold, casting long, warm shapes across the floor tiles that still held a touch of the night’s coolness. It was a soft and gentle light, the kind that seemed to whisper instead of shine, stretching slowly over the wooden countertops and the polished teacups drying on a rack. Elowen stood quietly near the doorway, her school bag slung over one shoulder, its weight pulling slightly at the edge of her thick sweater. The strap pressed uncomfortably into her collarbone, but she didn’t adjust it. Her fingers were curled slightly at her side, not from tension, but from the kind of quiet hesitation that comes when you know the day ahead won’t be simple. Across the room, her mother stood by the counter with the same peaceful smile she wore every morning. She was dressed in her usual apron—faded from years of use—with a light dusting of flour near the bottom hem, likely from baking the night before. With gentle hands

Chapter 6: Words That Hurt

Mr. Caldwell’s lips quivered into a small, almost reluctant smile, the kind that seemed too fragile to last long on his weathered face. Deep lines creased the corners of his mouth, hinting at years of labor and days spent squinting beneath the sun’s harsh glare. His voice, when it came, was steady, but carried the unmistakable edge of exhaustion — not just the kind that came from long days, but the kind that settled into a man’s bones when life had been too hard for too long. “It’s something I’ve always been doing, Elowen. If I can work until my old bones fall off, I’ll do everything in my power to help my family,” he said, the conviction in his words absolute, even if his body no longer matched their strength.Elowen stood still, arms folded tightly against her chest, the fabric of her dress wrinkling beneath her fingers. “Even if it means leaving me behind?” she asked quietly, though she already knew the answer. She’d always known. Still, some stubborn part of her clung to the hope t

Chapter 7: What Happened to Your Face?

"But what happened to your face?" Reina asked worriedly, staring intently into Elowen’s eyes. Elowen didn’t respond; instead, she looked down, lost in thought. Reina’s lips pursed. "You should talk to your father at least. How can he—""I'm fine now, Reina," Elowen interrupted softly.Reina’s frown deepened. Something was definitely wrong. "Really?!" she exclaimed. "You should talk to your father at least," she insisted again, more firmly this time. Elowen only nodded solemnly. Reina took her hand and led her to a nearby bench."Why are you just nodding, Elowen? Try talking with him," Reina said, irritation creeping into her voice. "At least tell him you’re not good with martial arts, but you do best in holistic subjects."Elowen sighed. "It’s nothing too serious. It’ll be okay."Reina shook her head, standing up from the bench. "It’s probably something that needs fixing. I can’t believe you’d let something like that slip through your fingers," she muttered, storming off toward the sc

Chapter 8: Sapphire Locket

Elowen could feel Reina's gaze on her back, but she ignored it and headed out of the classroom, moving quickly down the main corridor. She rushed past the students and stepped outside. Pausing to catch her breath for a moment, she then made her way to the library. She sat on the bench near the entrance and let out a deep sigh. Taking out her phone, she sent her dad a short message about her absence from class. She started waiting patiently for his reply.The library smelled of old paper and flickering dust—more like a reliquary than a place of study. Light filtered through the tall windows in long, golden shafts that bent gently across the room’s quiet. She scrolled through a few reels on her phone and noticed Blake’s new TikTok had already hit 60K views in just two hours. She sighed and kept scrolling, then started reading the comments—strange ones, at least to Elowen:“omg marry me!!!!”“he doesn’t even go to my school but I’d transfer.”“someone tag his girlfriend, I just wanna tal

Chapter 9: Kicked out of The Pack

[Blair's POV][Bullock Pack]"I can't believe this, Blair," my father, Jason Bullock, Alpha of Bullock Pack, yelled at me.“Daddy, please listen to me.”“At least give me a chance to explain, the Moon Goddess chose him for me.”"I can't believe, Blair, you would betray our pack like this."I cried, sitting on my knees and holding my father's hand and begging him, but he shook my hand as if I had dirtied it.He was trying to get away so I wouldn't touch him, but I grabbed onto his foot and begged him once again.I looked at my mother, who is the Luna of the pack.“Mom, please ask Dad not to abandon me,” I said in the most pitiful voice I could muster, but my mother just shrugged her shoulders.Tears fell down my face as I held onto his shoe, pleading with him.“It's him or us. The decision is yours,” my dad said firmly.I was being punished because I mated with Alpha Johnson Galler, Alpha of Moon Pearl Pack, instead of someone else.He wants me to mate with any Alpha but Johnson.But

Chapter 10: I want a heir

[Blair's POV]As soon as I came out after changing my wet clothes, I saw Alpha Johnson sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.“Are you okay?” I asked.He looked up at me and smiled faintly.“Yes. Come, sit here.”He stood up and started toward the bedroom, but stopped halfway and looked back at me.“Did you eat anything before leaving your parents' pack house? Of course you didn't.”I shook my head, still shivering from the cold.“Don't worry. I'll make something for my Luna,” he said with a gentle smile.He opened the cupboard beside the bed, took out a thick blanket, and wrapped it around my shoulders before leading me to the kitchen.The warmth of the blanket instantly made me feel a little better.He placed two plates on the wooden dining table before pouring me a cup of hot water.“Sit down. You're freezing. Drink this first.”I wrapped both hands around the warm cup and slowly took a sip. The heat spread through my body, easing the chill that had settled into my bones.Johnson r

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