All Chapters of Contract Bride to the Ruthless Ice King : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

The mahogany desk bit into my lower back as Alexander leaned his full weight into me.His fingers dug into my upper arms, tight enough that I knew I’d have purple bruises by tomorrow morning. But I barely felt the physical pain. My mind was spinning with panic and disbelief.How did he find out? How did Marcus get those records?I had been so careful. I used a fake name at the clinic, paid for everything in cash from a hidden savings account and chose a tiny, unnamed town three hours north of the city to hide my son, Leo.“I asked you a question, Elena,” Alexander said. His voice wasn’t loud, but it had a quiet, vibrating anger that made the hairs on my arms stand up. “Where is my brother’s son?”“I don’t... I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied. It was a terrible lie, cracked and breathless but my instincts were screaming at me to protect Leo at all costs.Alexander let out a harsh, dry, fake laugh. “Don’t play games with me,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Not now,

The words coming out of the speaker didn’t make sense. They couldn’t.‘My mother?’My mind violently rejected the thought. My mother, Eleanor, was supposed to be fading away in a private medical suite, her heart failing, her body kept alive only by the thousands of dollars of machinery Alexander had just agreed to fund.She was the reason I had swallowed my pride and walked into Alexander’s office in the first place. She was the only family I had left.“That's a lie,” I breathed, my voice barely a whisper against the dark fabric of Alexander’s jacket. I pulled away from him, staring at the partition speaker as if I could force Marcus to take the words back.“Marcus, look again. You made a mistake. My stepfather, Victor, hates her! He’s the one who ran her into debt. She would never ally with him, and she would never touch Leo!”“The paper trail doesn’t lie, Elena,” Alexander said. There was no shock or confusion in his voice. He sounded calm, cold, and without emotions. The warmth th

It felt like the room was turning around us. I stared at Alexander, my hands dropping to my sides. The rich smell of scotch on his breath suddenly felt suffocating.“What do you mean, a twin?” My voice was barely a whisper. “Alexander, that’s impossible. I was there. I gave birth to Leo. There was only one baby.”Alexander didn’t look at me. He turned his back, staring down at his phone, his jaw clenched so tightly the bone looked like it might lose control.“The records were manipulated the night my brother died,” he said. His voice was cold and emotionless. “Julian didn’t create a single embryo. He created two. They were identical split embryos. The digital log shows that while one was delivered to you, the second container was marked to be thrown away. It was a cover story.”He turned to face me, his stormy sea-gray eyes dark. “It wasn’t discarded. Someone paid the laboratory head five million dollars to scrub the digital footprint and smuggle the second embryo out. It happened abo