All Chapters of Sold by My Husband, Claimed by the CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The rain arrived just before evening, falling in gentle sheets that blurred the skyline outside the apartment. From the twelfth floor, the city looked almost dreamlike, its lights shimmering behind streaks of water. Elena Brooks stood quietly by the dining table, adjusting the white lilies in a glass vase before taking one last look around the room. It wasn’t luxurious, but every detail had been prepared with care. Two candles burned between matching porcelain plates. A bottle of red wine rested in a silver bucket borrowed from her neighbor, while the aroma of rosemary chicken and creamy mashed potatoes drifted from the kitchen. She had spent nearly an entire month’s savings on the dinner, convincing herself that some occasions deserved sacrifice. Today was their third wedding anniversary. Her gaze fell on the small gift box resting beside Adrian’s plate. It contained a silver fountain pen engraved with the words, For every dream you have yet to sign into reality.Elena picked up

Morning arrived with pale sunlight filtering through the curtains, yet the apartment felt colder than it had the night before. Elena woke before Adrian, though she had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, the words from the email resurfaced in her mind.Contract Transfer Agreement.She tried to convince herself she had misunderstood what she had seen. Businesses signed contracts every day. Knight Holdings was probably just another investor trying to rescue Adrian’s struggling company.That had to be it.She quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him. The kitchen was silent except for the soft hiss of the coffee maker. As she prepared breakfast, she found herself glancing toward the hallway every few seconds, hoping Adrian would walk in wearing the easy smile she had fallen in love with years ago.Instead, he appeared looking as though he had aged overnight.Dark circles framed his eyes, and the stubble along his jaw suggested he had barely rested. He loosened the cuf

Morning arrived without sunlight.Heavy clouds stretched across the sky, casting a dull gray light through the apartment windows. Elena had been awake since dawn, yet the conversation from the previous night continued to echo inside her mind.“Everything changes tomorrow.”Adrian’s final words refused to leave her.She found him already dressed when she stepped into the dining room. His navy suit was perfectly pressed, his briefcase rested beside the front door, and a cup of untouched coffee sat cooling on the table between them.He looked as though he hadn’t slept at all.Dark shadows lingered beneath his eyes, and the usual confidence that once defined him had been replaced by quiet resignation.“I made breakfast,” Elena said softly.“I don’t think I can eat.”She pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down.“Then at least talk to me.”For a long moment, Adrian stared into his coffee without speaking.When he finally lifted his head, his eyes were filled with an exhaustion she ha

Elena remained rooted to the doorway, her fingers curling around the strap of her handbag as though it were the only thing keeping her steady. The silence inside the office stretched between her and the man before her, heavy enough to make her heartbeat echo in her ears.Damien Knight studied her with composed curiosity. His sharp gray eyes revealed nothing, yet they never left her face. He wasn’t looking at her with pity or triumph. Instead, there was a quiet sadness she couldn’t understand.He gestured toward the leather chair opposite his desk.“Please, have a seat.”“I’d rather stand.”“As you wish.”His calm response unsettled her more than anger would have. Most powerful men she had encountered liked to dominate a conversation. Damien simply waited, as though he had all the time in the world.“You know who I am,” she said at last. “Now tell me who you are.”“I’m Damien Knight.”“I know your name.”He inclined his head slightly.“I’m the chairman of Knight Holdings.”“The company

The drive to the bank passed in complete silence.Elena sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, her handbag resting on her lap, her fingers curled tightly around the small silver key. Every few seconds, she glanced at it, half expecting it to disappear. It looked ordinary, yet Adrian had trusted it with something important enough to keep hidden from her.The thought left an ache she couldn’t ignore.If he had secrets, why hadn’t he trusted her with them while they still had time?The chauffeur slowed the car before an elegant stone building bearing the logo of Hawthorne Private Bank. He stepped out first and opened her door.“We’ve arrived, Mrs. Brooks.”She hesitated before stepping onto the pavement.“I’m supposed to go in alone?”“Mr. Knight instructed me to remain outside unless you request otherwise.”She gave a small nod.“I’ll be fine.”The bank was quiet, its polished marble floors reflecting the afternoon light. A receptionist greeted her with a professional smile.“Good aft