Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire’s Discarded Bride : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Bella pov "Whatever it is can wait." He turned away from me, dismissing me like I was a servant interrupting an important meeting. "James will escort you back." "I'm pregnant." The words fell into the room Everything stopped as Jade's face went white. Caleb froze, his back still to me, shoulders rigid beneath his tailored jacket. Then he turned, slowly, his grey eyes meeting mine with an expression I'd never seen before. Something dark and terrible moved behind them."What did you say?" I forced myself to stand straighter, to look him in the eye even as my world crumbled. "I'm pregnant, I think 2 months. I've been trying to tell you for weeks, but you're never" Caleb laughed. It was a cold, cruel sound that had nothing to do with humor, a sound that would haunt my nightmares for years to come. He laughed, and kept laughing, until Jade joined in nervously, and I stood there in my wedding dress, my hand still pressed to my stomach, wondering how I'd ever thought this man could lo

Bella pov I stood in the center of my bedroom, surrounded by luxury I'd never wanted and could no longer keep. The clock on the nightstand read 11:47 PM. Thirteen minutes left. My hands moved mechanically, folding clothes into the single suitcase I'd brought here a few months ago. Everything else—the designer dresses Caleb's stylist had ordered, the jewelry he'd given me for appearances, the expensive perfumes and shoes I left untouched. I wanted nothing from him. Nothing that would remind me I'd been stupid enough to hope. A silk blouse slipped from my trembling fingers. I picked it up, tried to fold it again, but my hands wouldn't cooperate. They just shook and shook until I dropped the blouse entirely and pressed my palms against my eyes. Don't cry. Don't waste tears on them. But the tears came anyway, hot and relentless, streaming down my face as I stood there in my wedding dress that I hadn't even thought to change out of. I probably looked insane, packing a suitcase in full

Bella POVThe offer expires at dawn, take the money and sign the NDA. This is your last chance. – CBI stared at the message for a long moment, my vision blurring as rain streaked down the cracked screen of my phone. My thumb hovered over the response button, a thousand angry words crowding my throat.Then I pressed delete instead.Blocked the number.Removed the SIM card with shaking fingers and threw it away. He had no idea what he'd created when he threw me away.A few months earlier...The mansion had never felt like home. How could it, when the man who owned it treated me like an unfortunate piece of furniture he'd been forced to acquire?I'd moved in a few weeks after the "engagement" though calling it that felt generous. It had been a business transaction, pure and simple. My father's company was circling the drain, my father's decades of mismanagement finally catching up with him. When Caleb's grandmother suggested a merger sealed by marriage, my father's eyes lit up like he'd

Bella pov I nodded again, unable to find words.He kissed me deep and slow. Then his mouth moved lower—down my neck, across my collarbone. When he reached my breasts, he took one nipple between his lips, sucking gently at first, then harder. His tongue swirled over the tight bud until I arched with a soft moan. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention until both were wet, swollen, sensitive.His hands slid down my sides. He pushed my thighs apart and settled between them as his head lowered. I was tense."Relax," he murmured against my inner thigh. "I've got you."His tongue touched me first—a long, slow lick up the center. I gasped. He did it again, then focused on my clit, circling with soft, steady pressure. My hips jerked. He pressed one hand to my stomach, holding me still, and kept going. The wet sounds filled the quiet room as pleasure coiled tight in my belly.He slid one finger inside me, slow and careful. Then a second, stretching me gently while his tongu

Bella POVThe door closed, leaving me alone in the quiet room. I sat on the thin mattress and let myself feel it—the exhaustion, the fear, the overwhelming impossibility of everything ahead.Then I pulled out my phone, turned it on just long enough to search for free online courses in business management, and turned it back off . If I was going to survive this, I needed to be smarter. Stronger and better than I'd ever been.The next three weeks passed in a blur of survival. I found a job cleaning offices at night, the kind of work that paid minimum wage and asked no questions about your past. I'd show up at 10 PM with a cart full of supplies and work until 6 AM, scrubbing toilets and vacuuming floors while the rest of the city slept.During the day, I studied. Business courses, investment strategies, anything I could access for free online. I took notes in a battered notebook I'd found at a thrift store for fifty cents, filling page after page with formulas and theories and plans.The