MARRIED TO MY ENEMY'S FATHER のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Harper“You really thought showing up here would make you look like you belong, Harper?”Ethan’s voice echoed through the glittering ballroom. I turned slowly, champagne glass cold in my fingers, and met the eyes of the man I once believed I loved. He stood there in his tailored black suit, smirking like the entitled prince he was.I smiled, sweet and sharp. “I was invited, Ethan. Unlike whatever desperate plus-one you dragged along tonight.”His date, a tall blonde in a dress that cost more than my rent, shifted uncomfortably beside him. The Blackwood family’s annual charity gala swirled around us: crystal chandeliers, soft classical music. I’d spent months working my way into Blackwood Enterprises as a low-level analyst. Tonight was supposed to be my chance to slip upstairs and find the old files about my mother. Instead, I was face-to-face with the ghost of my worst mistake.Ethan stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You’re playing a dangerous game. My family doesn’t tolerate rats

HarperThe penthouse was bigger than my entire childhood home. Marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, and silence so heavy it pressed on my chest. I’d moved in two days after signing the agreement. Fake fiancée for now. Wife soon.I stood in the massive closet they’d cleared for me, staring at clothes worth more than I’d ever earned. My real mission felt closer than ever, access to private servers, old contracts, everything. Yet every time I remembered that night with Damian, heat crawled up my neck.He was nothing like I expected. Cold in public, yes. But in quiet moments, when he looked at his daughter Lily, something softer appeared. The little girl was six, shy, and heartbreakingly polite. She’d asked me yesterday if I was going to be her new mommy.I didn’t know how to answer that.The door opened. Damian walked in, loosening his tie. He looked exhausted.“Ethan won’t stop calling,” he said. “He’s threatening to go to the board.”I crossed my arms. “He alwa

HarperThe fake marriage ceremony was small and private, just enough for the media circus. I wore a simple white dress. Damian looked devastating in his suit. Lily, Damian’s daughter held my hand during the short vows, her small fingers trusting.I felt like the worst person alive.Afterward, at the private dinner, Damian was quiet.. Something had shifted since last night. He watched me like he was trying to solve a puzzle.We returned to the penthouse. Lily had fallen asleep in the car, carried off by her nanny. The moment the door closed, Damian poured two drinks.“We need to talk,” he said.My stomach tightened. “About what?”He set a folder on the table. My mother’s name was on them. “These are the files you’ve been looking for. I had them pulled.”I reached for them, but he held them back.“First, tell me the truth, Harper. Did you come here to destroy me?”The air went still. I thought of my mother’s tear-stained face, her final words: They killed me slowly, baby. Don’t let them

Here’s Chapter 7, focusing mainly on Harper and Damian’s marriage, with a balance of dialogue and description, simple billionaire-romance style, and ending on a cliffhanger.Chapter 7DamianThe penthouse felt unusually quiet after the news broadcast.Harper stood near the window, staring at the city lights. Her phone was still in her hand. The picture of her mother and my father had shaken both of us.But right now, I was thinking about something else.My marriage.Our marriage.Fake or not, Harper was my wife.And every day, it felt less fake.“You’ve been staring at that photo for twenty minutes,” I said.She didn’t turn around.“I know.”“You won’t find answers by looking at it.”A small sigh escaped her lips.“I know that too.”I walked closer.The tension between us had changed over the last few weeks.At first, she barely wanted to be in the same room as me.Now she looked for me when something was wrong.I wasn’t sure when that happened.Maybe neither of us noticed.“Come sit

Chapter 9DamianThe room felt frozen.Harper stared at me while Lily stood nearby holding her stuffed bear.Neither of them spoke. Neither did I.My eyes remained fixed on the file displayed on my phone.EVELYN VALE — CONFIDENTIAL DNA REPORT.Harper finally found her voice.“What does that mean?”I swallowed.“I don’t know yet.”“Then open it.”Her words were sharp.Nervous.Afraid.I understood why.So was I.Lily looked between us.“What’s wrong?”Harper immediately crouched beside her.“Nothing, sweetheart.”Lily frowned.“That’s not true.”Children always noticed more than adults thought.Harper forced a smile.“Why don’t you go back to bed?”Lily hesitated.Then she nodded.“Okay.”She hugged Harper first.Then me.A minute later she disappeared down the hallway.The moment she was gone, Harper turned back toward me.“Open it.”I unlocked the file.My stomach tightened as the first page appeared.Harper moved closer. Close enough that our shoulders touched.Neither of us stepped