Chapter 11

ScarlettA sharp knock dragged me out of a heavy, dreamless sleep. I blinked against the bright morning light streaming through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, my body aching from where I had fallen asleep directly on the hardwood floor. At some point during the night, I had managed to crawl onto the plush area rug near the bed, but the heavy silk of the gown was still twisted uncomfortably around my legs, wrinkled and ruined."Miss Vivian?" a cheerful voice called out from the other side of the door. "It’s Chloe. May I come in?"Panic spiked through my veins for a split second before I remembered where I was. Vivian? That was my name now. I scrambled to my feet, my muscles stiff and protesting, and quickly unlocked the door.Chloe stepped inside, holding a silver tray with a steaming pot of tea and a single cup. Her bright smile faltered slightly as she looked me up and down, taking in my smeared makeup, messy hair, and the crumpled formal gown."Oh dear," Chloe said, setti

Chapter 12

ScarlettThe car drove into a huge mansion filled with guards and maids walking up and down. The driver slowly drove down the path and stopped at the front of a huge door. A security guard opened the door and I stepped out feeling nervous. A maid with a cold expression was there to usher me in. The door groaned as I stepped into the house. The cool, stale air of the foyer clings to her skin. The house felt less like a home and more like a museum. The maid with the expression as wooden as the floorboards beneath them, gestured for me to follow.They moved through a labyrinth of dimly lit corridors and the silence was broken only by the rhythmic click of my heels. Finally, the maid paused before a set of double doors, placing a soft knock before pushing them open.The room beyond was bathed in the amber glow of a dying fire. Eleanor sat by the hearth, a book resting forgotten in her lap. As I stepped into the room, Eleanor rose with a grace that made the space feel suddenly smaller.

Chapter 13

JulianThe phone on my desk vibrated again, the screen illuminating the dark study. It was Lady Eleanor.I didn't answer. I let it ring out, my thumb tracing the rim of my whiskey glass. The liquid amber swirled, catching the dim light of the room. When the vibration finally stopped, I stood up and threw the glass against the brick fireplace. It shattered into a hundred glittering shards.I didn't care about the glass. I cared about the humiliation.I marched out of the study and stepped into the foyer just as the heavy oak front doors flew open. Scarlett stumbled inside. Her neat low bun was destroyed, strands of dark hair whipping across her face. The pale blue dress was stained, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. Smears of black mascara tracked down her pale cheeks.She froze on the bottom step of the staircase when she saw me."You're late for lunch, Scarlett," I said, my voice dropping to a freezing tone that usually made grown men flinch.In my right hand, the phone bega

All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13