All Chapters of His Beautiful Traitor : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Seraphina POVI stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in my dressing room, staring at myself as I was draped in an emerald dress, my hair was swept up in a sleek, tight bun that pulled at my scalp, and my face was painted to perfection by my makeup artists. It was so slick enough to cover the dark-eyed bruise on my left eye and the purple coloured bruise at my right jawline from three days ago.I looked every bit the supermodel that everyone admired, every bit the kind of woman every woman has wanted to become and the kind of woman every man wanted to have.Seraphina, the most beautiful supermodel in America. The one whose long legs made heads turn, the one whose eyes made everyone crave for her touch, the one whose smell was enough to make anyone cower, she married the most perfect man in the world who spoiled her rotten. How can one woman have it all? A perfect marriage, perfect life, perfect in-laws...she must have been such a good person in her past life.That was the stor

"Uh..." I started by not deciding on what to say or answer. There are barrages of questions in my head, everything is happening so fast and I can't seem to keep up and then..."Speak up, you have a mouth, you don't have to annoy me." He said, while my eyes flickered towards Killian immediately.Then I smiled, "Yes, I like him, darling." I said while Max's face slowly beamed, he leaned down and planted his lips on my cheeks, his hands travelling to my left breast, freezing me in the same spot and causing shivers in my stomach."I know you would like him. He's better than Calus, isn't he?" He said, his hand not leaving my breast, he was pressing, kneading, trying to sound out a pleasurable reaction from me but I was too hollow to be turned on at the moment. Not when Killian was watching or pretending not to be paying attention to us. Or maybe he didn't care, didn't he say he was married? There is no way he cared about whatever happened between us anymore..."I asked a question, but your

Killian’s POV"What are you doing here?" she asked.For a moment, I felt my senses snapping back into place. Her hands were around my neck; they were soft and warm, just like I remembered, but her face didn't give me the satisfaction I had waited six years to see.Six years ago, I woke up briefly in the middle of the night to realize Seraphina wasn't lying next to me anymore. Our baby was crying profusely. I sat up in bed and took the child in my arms, believing Sera had just gone into the bathroom to take care of herself, or perhaps her postpartum symptoms were acting up again. The last thing I ever wanted was to see her suffering. Having a child at that point in our lives had been a risk, a heavy burden on her, especially since her body was her most important asset as a model.We were getting ready to be married back then. I had knelt in front of my father and made a promise: I would walk back into the company and take the reins as he wanted, if only he let me marry Seraphina. And h