All Chapters of MY MASKED, HUSBAND MY DECEIVER : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

If I had known that finding Annie at this time of day, by the stairs, grinning, could cause me my life, I would've pushed her down instead. "Hello, sister," she waved, with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. I rolled my eyes at her, wanting to walk past, but she grabbed my right arm. "Are you ignoring me?" she stared deep into my eyes, still grinning. I sighed and forcibly broke from her grip. "I'm not in the mood for your drama today," I said simply and tried walking down, but she said something that made me halt. "How does it feel? Having someone else take your position? The love, the care you once enjoyed?" My chest tightened, but I kept my face calm. Then she pulled out a small box and opened it. "Look," she said sweetly. I turned. "See what Adrian gave me? He wants me to wear it to the dinner party tomorrow. Isn't it beautiful?" She flaunted the diamond necklace that Adrian once promised me in my face. My chest tightened further, but I kept my calm. "It's beautif

"Marry me" he growled, His voice deep, sounding like the voice of three men combined. At first, the words sounded strange..why would he walk up to a me, asking to marry him when I know nothing about him? maybe I didn't hear right. " Huh?" That's the only word that could slip out of my mouth. He stood, my eyes instinctively followed him. He tucked one hand into his pocket and sent signaled to his suited guards with the other. After a brief, low-hushed instruction to one of them, he stepped into his car with the grace of a king without glancing or saying a word to me The men turned to me, I stared, with furrowed brows, shifted back as they walked to me... and the next thing, I was bundled up like a piece of paper. My heart skipped beats. " Help" a piercing cry escaped my lips, my legs kicked the air, while struggling to escape from their grip but it was all futile. No one was there to help me. They pushed me into one of the cars, I was sandwiched with two men at the both

Breaths hitched.Movement froze.Annie's mouth went agape, but no word came out.Adrian wasn't left out. He sat frozen, eyes wide as if he was trying to process Marcus's statement."I dare anyone to lay their hands on her again!" Marcus's cold baritone voice shook the foundation of the hall.Everyone held their breath. No one dared to utter a word nor blink.They just stared as if a horror movie, with a condition that whoever spoke would be killed, was being played.Finally, Adrian's voice broke into slow laughter."Sir, she?" He jerked his head in my direction as he laughed harder."Your wife?" he asked amidst laughter.Slowly, Annie joined, and the crowd followed one after the other."Sir, I know she might look like a charity case, but don't be fooled by her innocent look... she is not who you think she is. You must have mistaken her for someone else," Adrian stated.Marcus's hands clenched tightly.Annie stepped forward, pointing her finger at me."Sir Marcus, she is good at steali

"How is she doing, doctor?""She's stable now. Hopefully, she will regain consciousness soon."Monitor beeps and muffled voices were the first sounds to register in my ears.Sluggishly, my heavy eyelids started opening.The crystal-white coffered ceiling was my first sight. I had a glimpse of people's shadows in my frail vision, and they seemed to be talking about me.My hands flew instinctively to my face, shielding my eyes from the light.My hand felt something on my head, like a wrap... even my hands were all covered in bandages.I tried to sit upright, but the sting around my head bit me back to the bed."Ah... ooo." I tried to make a sound, but even my throat started hurting."What happened to me?" I whispered in my head, confused and lost. No matter how hard I tried to fathom how I ended up here, I still couldn't remember.My eyes scanned where I was.White walls, giant machine, drip stand. It looked like a hospital room, but the flowers that decorated the room said otherwise, a