All Chapters of I Married My Enemy Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ARIAMy soul quietly left my body. I stared at the man sitting at the head of the long conference table. The same man. The same cold grey eyes. The same man I had called an asshole less than ten minutes ago.Maybe if I closed my eyes long enough, he'd disappear. He didn't. The room was silent. Every executive sat perfectly straight as if they were afraid to breathe too loudly.And there I was... Trying to remember if prison accepted people whose only crime was insulting their future boss. "Miss Bennett." His deep voice pulled me back to reality. I blinked."Y-Yes, sir." "If you're done staring at me..." His lips curved ever so slightly. "...please have a seat." Heat rushed to my cheeks.I forced my legs to move and sat in the empty chair opposite him. The leather seat suddenly felt like an electric chair. One of the interviewers cleared his throat."Good morning, Miss Bennett. I'm Richard Evans, Head of Human Resources. I smiled politely."Good morning." He glanced at my resume."You g

ARIAThe moment I unlocked the apartment door, I kicked off my heels.“Freedom!” One heel flew across the room and landed perfectly on the sofa. The other… Hit the flower pot. Crash.“Oh no.” I froze. From the kitchen, my grandmother’s voice echoed through the apartment. “Aria Bennett!”I closed my eyes. “I’m already sorry.”She walked into the living room with a wooden spoon in her hand and narrowed her eyes at the broken pot.“You’ve been home for exactly five seconds.” “I know.”“And you’ve already destroyed something.” I flashed my sweetest smile. “It’s called making an entrance.” Grandma sighed dramatically.“One day you’ll be the reason I need blood pressure medicine.” I wrapped my arms around her from behind. “But you’ll still love me.” She tried to hide her smile.“I’ll think about it.” “I’ll cook for a week.” “You’ll burn my kitchen.” “True.” She finally laughed and gently patted my cheek. “Go wash your hands. Dinner’s ready.”The smell of freshly cooked chicken curry filled the

ARIAI sat quietly near the window of the bus, staring at the city passing by. Normally, I would have been lost in my thoughts, but today something felt different. Uncomfortable. I could feel it. Someone was watching me.At first, I ignored it. Maybe it was just my imagination. But when the bus stopped at a signal, I caught the reflection of a man sitting a few seats behind me. His eyes were fixed on me.The moment our eyes met through the reflection, he immediately looked away. My fingers tightened around my bag. Who is he? I looked away, pretending I hadn’t noticed.But the uneasy feeling remained until the bus reached her stop. I finally stepped off the crowded bus, shaking off the weird feeling from that strange man who kept staring at me during the ride.I took a slow breath and adjusted my bag. “Don’t overthink everything,” I whispered to myself. But before I could take another step, someone suddenly bumped into me.Hard enough that I almost lost my balance. My files slipped fro

ARIAThe Ferris wheel stood tall against the evening sky. I tightened my grip on the giant teddy bear Damien had somehow won for me."I'm still convinced you cheated," I muttered. Walking beside me, Damien slipped one hand into his pocket. "I don't cheat.""You say that with suspicious confidence." I was seeing him from the side. Damein said,"It's called skill."I rolled my eyes. "Right." The operator smiled as we reached the entrance."Last cabin."I hesitated. Why did it suddenly feel like this wasn't a good idea? The teddy bear nearly slipped from my hands as a cool breeze brushed against my face."Miss Bennett?" I looked up. Damien was already standing inside the cabin, one hand holding the door open. "Are you getting in?" I swallowed the strange feeling in my chest."It's just a Ferris wheel, Aria," I whispered to myself. Trying to sound confident, I stepped inside. The cabin door clicked shut behind us. Slowly...The wheel began to move. Higher and higher. The carnival lights gre

ARIAIf Mondays belonged to endless emails... Tuesdays belonged to fear.Every Tuesday morning, the executives of Blackwood International gathered in the main conference room to present their weekly reports.One mistake, one poorly prepared report. And you became the topic of gossip for the rest of the week. The meeting room buzzed with quiet conversations as the selected employees settled into their seats.Most of them were senior managers. I was the youngest person in the room. I could already feel the curious glances.Lily asked amusingly, "Who's getting fired today?" Laughter rippled through the conference room. "Depends on Mr. Blackwood's mood." Someone muttered, "Pray it's not yours."At the head of the table sat Richard Collins, the Operations Manager, a man known for his sharp tongue and even sharper ego.His gaze landed on me. One eyebrow lifted. "Miss Bennett?" I nodded politely. "Yes, sir."A faint smirk appeared on his face. "I wasn't aware interns were being assigned to