All Chapters of The Billionaire's Dangerous Vows : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I picked up my phone and dialed my husband’s number, though "husband" was just the word we used on paper.My best friend Kira had just informed me that Cole was spotted at a hotel with another woman. The dial tone vibrated in my ear, sending a wave of nausea straight to my stomach as I braced for what would come next.“This user cannot be reached.”Panic filled my entire body. Minutes felt like agonizing hours until the heavy front door of Haven finally opened and Cole walked through.I rushed toward him, rage and terror burning behind my eyes. "Where have you been? I called your phone several times and you didn't pick up once."Cole looked dead at me, his expression completely unfazed. “Let's talk about this later… I need to rest now.”Without waiting for a response, he brushed past me and walked toward his room. I bit my lower lip, shoving a hand through my hair. Am I really overstepping this marriage? I thought, my heart beating frantically against my ribs. I shouldn't be doing thi

The ride home was long and unbearable. I rested my head against the cold glass of the window, watching the blur of the road. The silence inside the car was suffocating, but I kept my mouth shut. I was the pity case here, anyway.I wanted to ask Cole why he’d shut down the doctor’s attempt to help me regain my memory, but I forced the thought down. If I was going to figure out what was actually happening, I had to play dumb. I didn't trust either of them.Kira flipped down the passenger sun visor, checking her reflection in the small mirror to fix her makeup. For a brief second, as she adjusted her lipstick, her eyes caught Cole’s in the glass… a single, unblinking stare… before she snapped the visor shut. My stomach twisted with a hollow, churning hunger, but I forced my gaze forward, focusing on Cole sitting beside me. He looked completely detached, lost in his own world.When we pulled up to Haven, Kira jumped out immediately, grabbing my luggage from the trunk before anyone asked.

Morning came in the blink of an eye. I stayed awake all night, unable to stop thinking about the recorded message on the phone.Suddenly, my stomach cramped violently. It felt as if my internal organs were twisting into a knot. I gasped, holding my midsection as a wave of nausea hit me. I barely made it to the bathroom before I collapsed over the toilet, throwing up everything I had eaten the night before.What could have caused this? I thought, wiping my mouth with a trembling hand. I only ate the vegetables from the fridge…A cold suspicion crept into my mind. The locked pantry. The empty cupboards. The fridge stocked with nothing but near-spoiled cabbages. Was it really just negligence, or had Kira intentionally hidden the food to force me into eating whatever was left? The timing felt too convenient to be an accident.I leaned against the sink, forcing myself to stand. Outside, the front door clicked open. Voices echoed through the foyer, and I stepped out of the guest room to see

Cole turned to look at me as I sat frozen on the bed. He was visibly thrown off, and I caught myself staring, wondering why a single name had managed to unnerve him so much.“Do not worry yourself with anything my father just told you, Quinn,” he said, his expression softening just a fraction. “He can be... overly ambitious.”Questions roared in my head. I needed to know why I had signed a fake marriage contract with him in the first place. I needed to know why my best friend wanted me dead, why his father had treated me like a disposable pawn, and where my parents were. Why hadn't they come to see me since I woke up?One step at a time. I squeezed my eyes shut for a split second, forcing the spiraling chaos in my head to stop. To take down my enemies, I had to know who they were first. I needed my memories back… every single missing piece.I looked at Cole. He was watching me with a completely blank, guarded expression, giving nothing away. But out of all the burning questions in my

“What help would Sapphire be to me? Or at least… what is she good at?” I asked, curiosity tugging at my lips as I studied Fabian’s rigid stance.I desperately needed answers, but I couldn't afford to surrender my remaining leverage to anyone.. not even the man standing before me. For now, utilizing Fabian’s resources and position would be vital in tracing my prospective killer. Although I couldn't bring myself to grant him my complete, unyielding trust, I could discern a stark, undeniable sincerity lingering in his eyes. If I was going to outmaneuver the nameless enemies circling me, I had to keep my sharpest strategies locked tightly in the dark.I watched Fabian closely. His expression was a tight knot of worry, his mind visibly struggling to construct a reply that wouldn't shatter my fragile reality any further.Somehow, deep in my gut, I knew that to survive this ruthless game of cards… I needed a piece of live bait.“Right now… we can't be certain Kira is operating alone in her p