All Chapters of Flash Bride To The Villain CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 Mila. I woke up to the shrill sound of my alarm. I yawned out a loud groan as I stretched out my wrecked muscles, my body simultaneously lifting up the mat I was laid on. This is my house, and it’s no surprise that I live here in the basement, with only a mat to sleep on and two other rags to switch when the other gets sweaty or dirty. It’s no surprise for me because I watched the story of Cinderella as a kid, and although I wished to become a fairytale princess back then. I never specifically asked to become Cinderella before the magic words. There are little twists in my story. Father left my mother for a skinny model who is a single mother, then stole me from my mother by sending her to jail and assuming my full custody. As if my life wasn’t ruined enough, he left the skinny model a year later to be with a business partner of his, the final villain of my story. My father’s new wife, Gretta Gomez Jones. He married my father shortly after his separation with t

Chapter 3 Mila. Although my head was stuck with the sudden drift in my life; I managed to keep a sane face and a levelled head as I walked over to where Michael and his family were. Georgie was back with them, and by the looks of the scene must’ve probably outed me to his mother and stepfather about what I did to his twin sister. My father glared at me with a heavy disappointment and the urge to throw a punch into that face of his floored my heart. He stood up, left Gretta’s side, and came to where I stood. Not too close, and simply a few steps away. “My question is, why?” He quizzed as he crossed his arms over his chest. I snickered loud enough for him to hear. “Oh so you think this is funny? Is almost killing your sister funny to you?” His tone sounded aggravated. “It is, but what’s funnier is that you’re finally looking at me, and yet you can’t see me.” I rolled into an actual fit of laughter, pulling out a confused expression from his face as he stared at me like I

CHAPTER 5MILA“Dawson darling, would you mind introducing this stray you’ve managed to get into this house without our consent?” The woman had a polished smile, but her tone sounded dangerous, and so was that curated friendly expression on her face. “Mom, meet my wife, Camila Jones. And yes, you’re all looking at Michael’s daughter. We- “ “It’s Mila Briggs now, and I’m no longer associated with the Jones family. I can not wait to get acquainted with you all,” I intentionally cut into Dawson’s formality. He was touching details I would like concealed or erased if possible. The intensity of these people’s gaze did not waver neither would they stop scrutinizing my existence. “Casted out heirs or heiresses are not the type we associate ourselves with, Dawson.” The mother looked me down and back up with a shallow smile, her eyes glinting a different grudge. “I wasn’t casted out. I willingly left my family’s name.” I squinted at her branded animosity. I’m not scared of her. Heck, I’m

Chapter 7 MILA The doors to the Matte Black Maserati were opened and I ushered myself into the seat beside Dawson. He took one single glance at me, his lips and expression muted, then floored the car into motion without making any audible acknowledgement. “Here, take this. We can’t be a married couple if we don’t look the part.” I looked and it was a box tendered for me to collect. I took it, opened it up to see a glamorous diamond ring with notable pieces laid carefully inside the black box. It has a stone, and it wasn’t just a striking one; the oval-shaped solitaire featured at least a well over ten carat diamond on its prominent base literally. Other details also marked the jewellery a stunning design no doubts. However, isn’t this too expensive to invest in a sham marriage? “I hope I’m not giving this back to you whenever we divorce?” I questioned on behalf of my personal gains. I can start a business with this ring. Not to stretch, but this ring would be noth

Chapter 9 MILA She swung at me, aiming to land a smack on my face if I hadn’t reacted quickly and swerved out of target. “You missed and that was because I wanted you to, don’t make this night more horrible than it is already for you,” I warned her calmly. I shook my head out of pity before I turned around with my feet pushing out of her sight. I was never interested in visiting the restroom to begin with, I just knew that’s where they’d be if they were indeed acquainted like I’ve heard. I still wonder what they were discussing and how true the rumour is. For Gretta to react unstably as she did against my empty threat, there has to be something between them. Although, I don’t think it could be a relationship. Dawson is miles younger than Gretta, and she’s also married to my father. “Mila,” I looked up at the voice to see Michael’s face staring at me like he was looking at a ghost. “We don’t have anything to say to each other,” I told him, attempting to walk