บททั้งหมดของ Ruined On My Wedding Night; Claimed By The Billionaire : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Elena A sharp headache throbbed the moment my eyes opened, and I winced, pressing my fingers against my temple as my lashes fluttered weakly. My vision blurred for a second before it slowly cleared, and the first thing that hit me was the strange feeling in my chest. This was not my room. I frowned slightly, my gaze moving around as confusion settled in. The walls were unfamiliar, the ceiling above me had thin cracks running across it that I had never seen before, and the heavy curtains blocked most of the morning light, leaving the room dim and quiet. Everything felt wrong. The sheets beneath my fingers were rougher than what I was used to, and the scent in the air was unfamiliar, not mine, not comforting.My stomach twisted as a cold realization crept in. This was not where my future husband lived.A shiver ran up my spine, and my body suddenly went still when I became aware of something else. There was warmth beside me. My breath caught immediately, my fingers curling tightly into

Elena ValeFresh air hit my face as I stepped out of Adrian Steele’s office, shoulders back and steps steady. But the moment the elevator doors shut, my strength cracked. What had I just done? Out of everyone, it was him I turned away fromthe one holding the key I needed most. The floor numbers blurred as the elevator dropped, too fast, too final. When my feet touched the lobby floor, everything felt different. Colder. Bigger. Like I no longer belonged there.Outside, daylight brushed my skin, yet the cold stayed. The warmth of the sun did nothing to reach me. Nowhere was waiting for me anymore. A door had closed, silently and completely. No plan. No direction. Nothing.A yellow taxi slowed when I raised my hand. I told the driver where to go—a quiet place just off the main road. Not home. Not anymore. Just somewhere I could exist. The moment I stepped inside, I felt it—that tight pull beneath my ribs, like a breath held too long finally breaking free. The stares came first, then the

ElenaA loud bang echoed as the office door smashed against the wall. It flew open with such force that the frame shuddered. The sudden noise startled everyone nearby. Dust floated in the air after the impact. Nothing moved except the swinging door. Silence followed right behind the crash.“Adrian, you cannot be serious!” I froze. A figure rose by the doorframe - poised, exact, beyond reach. Stillness clung to her like a second skin. Every line of her posture refused compromise. The air around her seemed to pause, then step back. Her presence carried weight, each detail shouting control without a word spoken. But her eyes? They burned. Her eyes drifted first to Adrian - then settled on me. Sharp. Calculating.“So this is her,” she said.Not a question. A verdict. A shaky pause hung above the paper. The pen waited, just out of reach. I hadn’t signed. Not yet. Footsteps carried Adrian upward, face shifting toward frost.“You weren’t invited in, Cassandra.”A twist tugged one co

The ride to Adrian’s estate was quiet as I looked out of the window thinking about the after effects of the already signed paper. The city lights blurred outside the tinted windows, the streets were quiet, but inside, the silence weighed heavier than any sound could. My hands rested in my lap, gripping at the edge of my coat without realizing it. Every instinct screamed that I was walking into something I didn’t fully understand, but my signature on that contract left me no choice.Adrian sat on the other end, his face so void as I couldn’t read his inner thoughts. He didn’t speak, and I didn’t either. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, looking like a new passenger who didn’t want to miss his destination. Jaw tight, as though every thought was calculated. I wanted to look at him, to measure the man I had just willingly bound myself to, but I dared not. Instead, I studied his body movements, He didn’t look cold neither did he look like a quiet gentle man he just sat there like tho

The city lights shone brightly like a thousand tiny stars as we drove to the gala. It was a special kind of event which only billionaires and socialites attended, everyone covered their faces with protective masks ,their smiles polished, they talked in sharp whispers. My heels clicked against the marble of Adrian’s private garage as I stepped out, clutching the delicate envelope from last night. Cassandra’s message burned in my mind like a warning I couldn’t ignore. “Trust no one”. I imagined what she was planning.Adrian appeared at my side, immaculately dressed. His presence was a silent declaration of control and power radiating from his every step. I tried to keep my breath steady, also trying to remind myself that I wasn’t just stepping into a room full of strangers. I was stepping into his world which I was to abide by his rules. And every move I made would be under scrutiny.“Remember,” he murmured, just before we entered, “you are not here for comfort. You are here to represe