All Chapters of The Billionaire's Contracted Desire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The breakfast tray was still sitting outside her door when morning light got brighter.Isla stepped over it, leaving the meal untouched and the drink cold. She spent the morning pacing in jer me cage, because that's what it was, didn't matter how expensive the sheets were. She counted the steps between the bed and the window before her phone buzzed.Lunch. Dining room. 1 PM. Don't be late.She didn't need any help knowing who it was. Isla stared at the text until the screen went dark, then deleted it and went back to pacing.One o'clock came and went.She was curled up in the window seat, watching clouds move across a sky she couldn't touch, when her door opened without knocking.Adrian filled the doorway like a storm front, expression iced cold. "You missed lunch." Isla didn't turn around. "I wasn't hungry.""I asked you if you were." "Good thing I wasn't asking for permission." She kept her eyes on the window.His footsteps crossed the room, slow and deliberate. "We had an agreem

Three weeks in Adrian Vale's mansion, and Isla had become a ghost haunting her own life.She'd mapped out a routine designed around one singular goal: avoid him. Breakfast at 6, before he wakes up, lunch in her room claiming headaches, exhaustion, anything. Dinner at 8:30 after he'd already eaten and disappeared to whatever corners billionaires stayed when they weren't destroying lives.It almost worked.Except the cameras never blinked. An Adrian always knew exactly where she was. The only constant was Margaret. The housekeeper moved Through the house like smoke so quiet and observant, appearing at odd moments with fresh towels or perfectly made tea. She was an amazing At first if love Isla barely noticed her. Until small things stated appearing. Tea prepared exactly how she liked it, even though she'd never told anyone what she liked. A door she'd found locked the day before suddenly open when she tried the handle.Isla didn't trust it. Couldn't afford to.But god, she was starved

ADRIAN POVSmash.The porcelain cup explodes against the dark wood wall two inches from Declan's temple, sharp shards slicing through the air. One grazes his cheek, leaving a thin red line of blood but he doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t even blink. He just stands there, hands clasped, eyes locked forward while my fingers itch to find out exactly how much pressure his throat can take before it gives."Say it again," I command, my voice dangerously soft, vibrating with the urge to tear something apart."The safe house was compromised, sir. Whoever took her knew the exact layout."The silence that follows is pure poison.I step into his space, close enough to smell his fear, close enough to see the sweat pooling at his temple. "So you're telling me someone walked into my city, breached my walls, put their hands on what belongs to me, and vanished." I lean in, my breath hot against his ear. "And you have nothing.""We're working every—""I don't want your fucking channels." I press a finger into

ISLA POVThe heavy oak door explodes inward, wood splintering into a dozen pieces.Through the haze of dust and smoke Adrian steps in, his tactical vest is smeared with soot, a fresh, jagged cut bleeding down his jaw, and his eyes are completely black. He looks around until he locks eyes with me but before he can take a step Marcus yanks me up by my arm wrapping his arm around my throat and jams the cold steel of his gun against my head."Step back, Vale!" Marcus shout at Adrian the calm gentle demeanor from a minute ago was gone"You take another step and I'll shoot"Adrian stops but he doesn't lower his gun; he keeps it pointed at Marcus. "You touch her," Adrian says, "and I will spend the next three weeks keeping you alive just to find new ways to tear you apart.".Marcus lets out a low, mocking laugh, "Look at you, Adrian," Marcus sneers, his grip tightening around my throat. "The great Adrian Vale. Barking at my gates like a rabid dog. You look desperate. It doesn't suit you.Tsk

ISLA POVThe safe house gates were already open when the car screamed to a stop. Men in black surrounded the car immediately and pulled Adrian out of my lap before I could move. I stumbled out after them, his blood still wet on my clothes and hands."He's barely breathing!" I screamed after them. "Someone help him! Get a doctor immediately"They carried him through a side door and down a corridor and I ran after them until a guard stepped into my path."Ma'am—""Move." I shoved past him but he holds my hand pulling me back From inside the room a man with glasses was cutting Adrian's clothes off with a pair of scissors. He looked up“Let her in” he orders the guard and immediately he let me go and I ran into the room.Nobody stopped me after that.The medical room was at the back of the house with a steel table and sharp fluorescent lights. The doctor was already pulling on gloves when they laid Adrian down.They laid Adrian on the steel table under blinding, harsh fluorescent light