All Chapters of BOUGHT BY THE COLD BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

24 Chapters

The stranger in the mansion

Chapter 1 The Sinclair mansion was really quiet. Olivia Hart stood at the iron gates. Looked up. The house was all glass and white stone sitting on a hill like it was the best. She had seen pictures online.. Pictures didn't prepare her for how cold the house felt. Her hands got tighter around the bag she carried. Inside was a folder with her dads company reports. The numbers were bad. Again. "Mrs. Sinclair, " the guard said through the gate speaker. "Your name is not on the list of visitors.” "I know, " Olivia said softly. "My dad is coming later. I just... I wanted to come. To speak to Mr. Sinclair first. Alone." The guard hesitated. Then the gate clicked open. She had three months left on the marriage contract. In three months she would be free. No more Mrs. Sinclair. No more pretending she had a husband. For three years she had been married to a man she never met. Mark Sinclair. The name felt like a stone in her mouth. Her dad needed money. Again. The Hart business was. The

Last Updated : 2026-07-13

Fate

Mark Sinclair could not sleep. The sun came up. Filled the room with a warm light. The bed was empty. There was a note on the nightstand. It said "I’m sorry" in handwriting. No name, no number, those two words. Mark picked up the note. Held it for a long time. His head still hurts from the drug. His body remembered the heat of the woman who was with him.. His mind was angry. Who was she? Why did she leave him like that? Daniel Reed knocked on the door. Opened it. "Mr. Sinclair the doctor is here. You were drugged last night." Mark said "I know" without looking up. "Find her, " he told Daniel. Daniel looked confused. "Find who sir?" he asked. Marks voice was cold . "The woman who was here. She was in this room. She left this morning. Find her." Daniel said. “Sir security says no guest checked in last night. The cameras show you came home alone." Mark stood up and walked to the window. "She was not a guest. She was already in the house when I came in." Daniel said "Miss Hart ca

Last Updated : 2026-07-13

Hiding in Plain Sight

Chapter Three:Olivia counted the money in her hand. It was three hundred dollars. All cash. That was all she had left after buying a bus ticket.The bus to Westfield would leave in two hours. She sat on a plastic chair and pulled her hood up. She kept her eyes down. She did not look at anyone. She did not want anyone to look at her.Her stomach felt strange. Not sick just tired. Heavy. Every morning she woke up with the fear. What if she was pregnant? What if Mark’s child was growing inside her now? She thought about Mark.She put her hand on her stomach. "I’m sorry " she whispered. "I don’t know what to do ”Three years of being invisible. Three years of staying from Mark Sinclair. One night changed everything. He did not know she was his wife. He thought she was a stranger.. She heard what his assistant said. Mrs. Sinclair is a ghost who married him for money.The words cut deeper than his eyes.The bus station was loud. People yelling. Suitcases rolling on the floor. Babies crying

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The Letter in the Drawer

Chapter Four: The Letter in the DrawerThree weeks went by.Olivia lived in the town of Millfield. It was three hours away from the city. She rented a room above a bakery. The landlady was really kind. Did not ask her any questions. Olivia paid her rent in cash every week. She told everyone that her name was Liv.She worked in the mornings at the bakery. She cleaned tables and packed bread. In the afternoons she rested. The baby made her very tired all the time. She had morning sickness sometimes.. She still had not told anyone about the baby.She kept her phone turned off. She wrote letters to her mother. She never sent them. She was scared that Marks people would find out where she was.Every night she talked to her stomach. "We are safe here baby " she said. "No one knows us. It is you and me."She thought she was finally free.In the city Mark was not free.He did not sleep much. He did not eat either. His office looked like a war room. There were maps and photos and notes over th

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Chapter Five

Victor Sinclair did not like surprises.He sat at the long table in his house on the north side of the city. The table was made for twelve people. He always ate alone. In front of him was a plate of food he had not touched. Beside the plate was a stack of paper.Sophia Bennett sat two chairs away. Nobody had asked her to sit. She sat anyway."Read the last pages first," she said. "Those are the ones that matter."Victor did not answer. He turned the pages himself, one at a time. He read slowly. He had built a company by reading slowly.The handwriting was small and neat. A girl's handwriting. The kind of writing that stayed inside the lines because someone taught her to be careful.He stopped on a page near the end.Sometimes I think about what happens after the contract. I will be twenty four. I will have no husband and no job I love and no story I can tell anyone. But I will have my name back. That is something. That has to be something.Victor put the page down."She is not stupid,"

Last Updated : 2026-07-21

Chapter Six

The bus that ran to Ashgrove was almost completely empty that morning.Olivia sat near the back with her bag held on her lap. She kept the hood of her coat up over her hair. Outside the window the fields went from black to grey to green. The sun came up somewhere behind the trees and she watched it without feeling any of it.She had two hundred and ten dollars left in her purse.She did the arithmetic in her head the way she used to do it at work. A room would be ten dollars a night if she found a cheap one, and food would be six or seven more if she was careful. There would have to be a doctor at some point, and a doctor was not a number she could put in the column yet. The money ran out long before the months did.Her stomach turned over on the bad road outside Coleby, and she breathed through her mouth until the feeling let go of her.Three weeks ago she had been a bookkeeper with an apartment and a job and a father who called her about money. Now she was a woman on a bus with a fal

Last Updated : 2026-07-23

Chapter Seven

Mark parked at the end of the street and sat in the car for twenty minutes before he went in. He had driven three hours alone through the dark, and he had told nobody he was leaving except Daniel, who argued with him for ten minutes and then handed over the keys.The building was two storeys high and it badly needed painting. There was a window on the upper floor with a curtain that did not match any of the others, and the sign over the door said Pratt's in letters that had been repainted by hand more than once.He owned a house with fourteen bedrooms and a staff of nine, and his wife had lived above a bakery for three weeks and paid for it in cash.The bell over the door rang when he pushed it open. The heat came at him first, and the smell came after it. A woman in her sixties was moving trays inside with her sleeves pushed up past her elbows and flour all the way to her wrists.She looked at his coat, and then she looked at his shoes, and then she put the tray down."We do not do co

Last Updated : 2026-07-26

Chapter Eight

The Hart house was a great deal smaller than Mark had expected it to be.He had known the address the way a man knows the population of a city he has never visited. He had not known that there was a broken gutter above the porch or that somebody had painted the front door blue and given up halfway down it.He knocked at eight in the evening, still wearing yesterday's shirt.Margaret Hart opened the door to him herself. She was a small woman with grey coming into her hair, and she had Olivia's eyes exactly. Mark had spent three weeks looking at a photograph, and now he was looking at those same eyes in a doorway with a dish towel over the shoulder."Mrs. Hart, I am sorry to come so late," he said."I know perfectly well who you are," she said."May I come inside for a few minutes?""No, you may not come inside," Margaret said.Behind her in the hallway, Richard's voice said, "Margaret, please let the man come in."She did not move for a long moment. Then she stepped back from the door,

Last Updated : 2026-07-26

Chapter Nine

Sophia Bennett lived on the top two floors of a building with a doorman who had known Mark for nine years. The doorman let him past without saying a word and then picked up the house telephone the second the elevator doors closed, which was exactly what Mark had counted on.She was waiting for him when the doors opened again. She wore a silk robe with her hair down and a glass in her hand that she had poured in the last thirty seconds because the ice had not begun to melt in it."You look absolutely terrible, Mark," she said."I want to talk to you about Bennett Holdings," he said.Sophia's face did not move at all, because she had always been very good at this."That is my father's company, and it has been his company since before you could drive," she said."There is an account with a courier office in Millfield," Mark said. "Nobody in your family has ever been to that town in their lives, and the account has been used once in eleven years. It was used three weeks ago, on a Tuesday,

Last Updated : 2026-07-26

Chapter Ten

The story went up at twenty to seven in the morning on a website that ran on advertising and other people's pain.BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET WIFE: THREE YEARS OF SILENCE, AND NOW A BABY?There was a photograph underneath the headline, and it was a very bad one. It had been taken on a telephone from thirty feet away in a bus station three weeks earlier, and it showed a woman in a hood with her face turned down and one hand on the strap of a bag. Nobody could have picked her out of a crowded room from it.Anybody could have picked her out of a small town.Daniel telephoned Mark eleven minutes after it appeared, and Mark was already awake, because Mark was always awake now."Sir, I take it you have seen the thing," Daniel said."I have it open in front of me right now," Mark said."It has been live for eleven minutes, and it is already on two aggregator sites," Daniel said. "There is no name on the piece at all."Mark stood at the window of a bedroom he had not slept in properly since June and

Last Updated : 2026-07-28

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