All Chapters of The Billionaire's Amnesic Lover : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Ryker Cross spent two years making me believe I was his future. Then he paid me to walk away from his life without knowing I was carrying his future.I stood across from his desk while the rain hammered the windows. He didn’t ask me to sit. He just opened a drawer and took out a thick envelope.“Take this,” he said.“What is it?”“Severance. Lease payments. Six months of living costs. It’s enough.”I stared at the envelope. “You’re ending it like this?”“I’m ending it cleanly.”“Cleanly?” My voice came out sharper than I meant. “You called me three nights ago and told me to leave the door unlocked.”“That was a mistake.”“You stayed until four in the morning.”“I shouldn’t have.”I stepped closer to the desk. “Say what you actually mean, Ryker.”He looked at me the same way he looked at spreadsheets that no longer balanced. “This arrangement is over.”“Arrangement. That’s what you’re calling it now.”“Yes.”“Two years. You kept an apartment for me. You bought the dresses I wore to tho

Sienna's PovRyker Cross spent two years making me believe I was his future. Then he paid me to walk away from his life without knowing I was carrying his future.I opened my eyes to white walls and soft light coming through wide windows. My head felt heavy. Something beeped steadily near the bed.A man in a white coat sat in the chair beside me. Tall. Dark hair. Calm eyes. He leaned forward when he saw I was awake.“Easy,” he said. “Don’t try to sit up yet.”My mouth was dry. “Where am I?”“St. Margaret’s Private. You’re safe.”I looked at his face. Nothing about it felt known. “Who are you?”He didn’t hesitate. “Knox Sterling. I’m your husband.”The word sat in the air between us. I stared at him. “Husband.”“Yes.”“I don’t remember you.”“I know. The doctors said that might happen.”I tried to push myself up. Pain flared along my side. He put a hand on my shoulder, light but firm.“Stay still. You had surgery two days ago.”“Surgery for what?”“A car hit you. Hit and run. You were

Ryker's povHe walked to the desk and rested both hands on the edge. “Sienna is stable for now. The amnesia is real. The pregnancy is real. Any sudden emotional shock can still send her blood pressure up and put the baby at risk. That is the only fact that matters in this room.”The words hit like they were meant to. I already knew the medical part. Hearing it from him made it worse. “I’m the father.”“You’re the man who handed her a check and told her she was a distraction the same night a car nearly killed her. That is also a fact.”My jaw locked. The check. I could still see her face when I put it on the desk. I had told myself it was cleaner that way. Cleaner for who, I still couldn’t answer. “You don’t get to rewrite what happened between us.”“I’m not rewriting it. I’m containing it. She has no memory of you. She believes I am her husband. That belief is currently keeping her calm. You will not take it from her.”Containing it. Like she was a problem to manage. Like the two year