All Chapters of Flash Bride To The Villain CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11DAWSON’S POV “You’ve made the news. Dude, are you serious?” Kurt pushed his phone into my face. I scanned through the screen he had flashed at me, and he was right. There’s a bold headline including my name and Camila’s; where she was rather referred to as her father’s daughter. “Hmph.” I shrugged and flipped my focus elsewhere.The door to the study room pushed open. “Hey guys!” Sasha’s screech echoed aloud. And she couldn’t just come alone, but had to let that insufferable friend or twin- whichever she is, tagged with her as usual. I stood up, ready to see myself out of the room.It’s either I leave or regret the next few hours I’d spend with them. I fucked the insufferable one once, and she’s been obsessed with me and my penis ever since.“You’re not going anywhere!” Sasha blocked my path. She is Gregory’s girlfriend, which makes it a must for me to tolerate her.“We might’ve missed the wedding, but we’re still very much not behind the idea of celebrating you.” Her

Chapter 13 MILA We arrived back at the Briggs Estate, and the atmosphere instantly shifted into something tense as we marched through the front door. Dawson’s mother was seated by the lobby, a beautiful stranger by her side as they chatted heartily over wine and snacks. With the way a smile spread large across Dawson’s mother face, her character glowed beneath a different light and was nothing like the range she had expended towards me when we met. A figure crossed my path before I could attempt to climb up the stairs and go up to my room. I haven’t had the chance to learn the names of anyone here except for Steven, but I recognize her as the third of the three people who came to issue a death threat to me yesterday. “Where have you been since morning?” She glared at me before her eyes landed at the figure behind me. “Steven?!” She called out, awed. “What are you doing with her?” Disgust trailed the features of her face. “Leah, who are you talking to? Is the filthy gold-d

Chapter 15 MILA It was the next day by the time I blinked back into consciousness after blacking out yesterday. The setting seemed very unfamiliar till my eyes landed on a familiar handsome face. He looked even more stunning with his features relaxed. His lips were full, and well-shaped. Dark hair, slightly tousled that framed him a sharp sculpted appearance, perfectly accentuating with his strong jawline and high cheekbones. I knew he’s insanely gorgeous, but I never gave it my acknowledgement because his character didn’t match his looks. You can’t be ugly on the inside and expect people to see the good outside all the time. If that was a possible case, multiple blogs wouldn’t have labelled him a jerk among his plenty other names. His eyes opened up suddenly, directly staring back into my face in a way that almost cut my breathing short. “Dude!” I snapped and took my eyes off him. “You good?” My eyes crawled back to him questioningly. That’s not a nice way to a

Chapter 17 MILA Gretta succumbed, wheeling herself and her kids out of the room before the situation could escalate. Well, that was unexpected. I still can’t believe my father has been unable to locate my mother’s whereabouts for so long. He has the finance, the resources, and all that could ever be needed. How did mom manage to stay hidden? Why hasn’t she come for me as well? Michael needs to recover and give one hell of a long explanation about this. “We need to talk.” I glanced up, and it was this witch back in the same space I’d demanded I didn’t want her present. “You’ve had a taste of power and thought you could have it for yourself,” she spoke detachedly, strolling over to where I stood. Her face masked a cold look, and her aura lacked warmth as she stood face to face with me. “I’ve been dancing with the devil long before you ever dreamt of stepping foot in his hall. You’re not her, and it’s better to stop thinking you are. “You’ll never be her. Y

Chapter 19 MILAI couldn’t stay inside that house despite the absence of the creeps. Sophia’s words were getting to me amongst many other things. It wasn’t just what she said, it’s all about the things I’ve been hearing. I do not understand Dawson’s world in the slightest, and it’s infuriating he doesn’t think it’s necessary that I do. Is he entangled with Gretta like the rumours are claiming he is? Or is he truly meant for Sophia like she’s certain that he is? He told me we married for the purpose of preventing the fulfilment of an arranged alliance. Yet, the entire concept of that motive shirked me beyond what I’d like to admit. Thankfully, Rhea already sent her address. I threw on something casual and packed something fancy to rock the night in case a reason developed for me to consider her idea to go clubbing. I made sure I was ready fully before sending Kent the text that we’re going out, and attached the address to our destination. I went downstairs, marching towards th