All Chapters of BRIDE FOR RENT IS MY FATED MATE.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41—Unraveling.

Rebecca’s POVThe moment did not last as long as I wished it would.Melissa and I were still standing in the garden, the silence between us comfortable, when a sharp voice cut through the calm like a blade.“Melissa, come here.”The warmth in the air shifted.The little girl stiffened beside me. Her shoulders drew in slightly, and the light in her eyes dimmed just a fraction. She turned her head toward the hedge where the voice had come from.I followed her gaze, and I saw a young woman standing just beyond the garden entrance, with her arms crossed, snd her posture rigid. She was tall and striking in a severe way, with dark hair pulled tightly back and eyes that carried impat rather than curiosity. She looked like someone who was always bracing for conflict, even when none was present.“Melissa,” she called again, this time more sharply.The girl sighed quietly.“That is her,” I said softly. “Who is she?”“My elder sister,” Melissa replied. Her lips pressed into a thin line. “Stephan

Chapter 42 — Who Is Rebecca?

Rebecca’s POVThe thoughts wouldn't leave me. So I stood up from my bed and walked over to the vanity to keep myself busy. I took a hair brush and started brushing my hair. Suddenly, I heard a soft knock on my door. It came like the person on the other side was unsure whether I was inside and debating whether to turn back.I paused, staring at my reflection. For a moment, I did not recognize the woman looking back at me. She looked… calmer, quieter, and somewhat at peace. Still yet, something restless lived behind her eyes.“Yes?” I called.“Ma’am,” a soft voice answered, “someone wishes to see you downstairs.”I frowned. “Who is it?”“She did not give her name,” the maid said. “But she said she saw you earlier today and believes you might remember her.”"Remember her?" I whispered to myself. I hadn't seen any woman today. I had only seen children and young ladies my age. Except she had seen me from a distance, and I was distracted by something else.“I will come,” I said.The walk d

Chapter 43—Falling.

Rebecca’s POV“Were you waiting for me?”I heard Mr Smith’s voice behind me. I turned at once, my heart skipping in a way that annoyed me because it had no business doing that so easily. He was standing there with a small smile. It softened his sharp features and made him look almost… normal. “No, I was…” I lifted my hand and pointed behind me, half turning as if the woman might still be there. But she was gone. The space was empty. “…talking to someone.”“You were talking to someone?” he asked, his brows pulling together slightly as his eyes scanned the area.“Yes,” I replied slowly, confusion seeping into my voice now that I realized how strange it must sound. “She was right here a moment ago.”“Who?” he asked again, his gaze sharpening. “I cannot see anyone here.”“She must have left,” I said, glancing around once more, hoping foolishly that she would suddenly appear and prove that I was not imagining things. “We were already done talking before you came in.”The words felt weak e

Chapter 44—Temptation

Donald’s POV“That was such a rejection,” I muttered under my breath as I pushed the door shut behind me and leaned against it for a moment longer than necessary.The room was quiet, it made my thoughts louder than they deserved to be. I exhaled slowly, letting my head fall back against the wood. Rebecca’s face replayed in my mind, the way she had looked torn between curiosity and restraint, between wanting and fear. I had asked her gently, even playfully, and still she had said no. I respected that. I truly did. But that did not stop the sting from settling somewhere in my chest.I pushed myself away from the door and loosened my shoulders. I needed the shower. I needed the heat and the steam to wash away more than just sweat.I had just returned from handling business. The kind of business that reminded people not to mistake my silence for weakness. Someone had tried to double-cross me, thinking I would not notice the shift in loyalty, the small but telling signs of betrayal. He had

Chapter 45—Dance With Me.

Donald's POV“Mr. Donald?” she asked softly, like she was testing the sound of it.I smiled and shook my head. “No. Just Donald.”She nodded, her lips curving into a shy smile that did something dangerous to my chest. The music was still playing, low and warm, filling the room with a lazy rhythm that clung to the walls and settled into the space between us. The moment felt fragile, like one wrong move could shatter it, yet charged enough that doing nothing felt impossible.“Dance with me,” I said, holding out my hand.Her eyes flicked down to my hand, then back to my face. “I do not really know how to dance,” she said. “At least, not like this.”“That is fine,” I replied easily. “I am not asking you to perform. I am asking you to move with me.”She hesitated for a breath, then placed her hand in mine. Her fingers were warm, slightly trembling, and the instant our skin touched, something settled and sparked all at the same time.I gently tugged her closer and twirled her, slowly and ca

Chapter 46—Obsessed With The Alpha.

Seraphina’s POVI lifted my hand, ready to knock on Donald’s door, but I didn’t Because before my knuckles could touch the wood, I heard laughter. It was soft at first, then clearer. That sounded like the laughter of a happy woman. Soon after, Donald’s voice followed. It was low, warm, and teasing.My heart did not crack. It shattered.I couldn't remember the last time Donald laughed with me like that. I froze there, my hand suspended in the air, my breath caught painfully in my throat. The door felt hotter than it should have, as if it knew I did not belong on this side of it anymore.He was inside. With her, I knew.I pressed my palm flat against my chest, as though I could physically hold my heart together. I swallowed hard.I know he is angry with me. He has every right to be.We used to be close, close enough for people not to talk and make speculations. Everyone said we looked good together. They said it so often that it began to feel like truth, even when it was never spok

Chapter 47—Past Bully.

Rebecca’s POVTwo Weeks LaterTwo weeks had passed since the night of laughter, dancing, and tangled fingers on Donald’s bed. Two weeks since the way my heart had learned a new rhythm whenever he was close. Since then, he had become very busy and had gone back to my world very often. He allowed Rowan to handle things that seemed less important. It was late afternoon when Donald found me in the sitting room, curled up with a book I was not really reading.“Rebecca,” he called softly.I looked up immediately. “Yes?” I asked, closing the book.He sat across from me, elbows resting on his knees, his fingers loosely intertwined. “There is something I want to ask you. And before you answer, I want you to know that whatever you decide, I will respect it.”That alone made my stomach tighten.“You are scaring me already,” I said lightly, though my heart had started to beat faster.He smiled faintly. “That is not my intention.”He leaned back and studied me for a moment before saying anything

Chapter 48—Payback

Rebecca’s POVThe first laugh did not hurt.But the second one stung hard.“Wait,” a woman said loudly, tilting her glass and squinting at me like she was trying to place a familiar stain on a white dress. “Are you saying Mr Donald Smith married a broke woman?”Silence followed for half a second.Then murmurs.Another woman stepped closer, her heels clicking confidently on the polished floor. She smelled expensive and looked expensive. Her eyes dragged slowly over my dress, my shoes, and my hair.“Oh come on,” she scoffed. “It has been so many years. She probably finally found a way to make money. Rebecca always knew how to survive.”I couldn't recognize this second person but the word survive landed heavier than she probably intended. Because that's what I had been doing my whole life until I met Mr Smith.“She used to eat leftovers at the dining hall,” another voice chimed in. “I remember. She would wait until everyone was done before she showed up.”A man laughed awkwardly. “That b

Chapter 49—Nobody Steals From Me.

Donald's POVMy phone rang just as we stepped out of the dinner hall. I fished the phone from my pocket, glancing at the screen. It was Fidson, my deputy managing director. Calls from him at this hour rarely meant good news.I answered, pressing the phone to my ear. “Fidson. What’s going on?”“Sir,” his voice came through, low and urgent. “Someone’s been transferring company money to an offshore account. Large sums. It’s been happening for weeks, but I finally pieced it together tonight.”I stopped walking, my hand tightening around the phone. Rebecca paused beside me, her expression shifting from relaxed to concerned as she watched my face. “What do you mean? Who’s behind this? And how much are we talking about?”Mr Fidson hesitated for a split second, as if gathering his thoughts. “It’s not a small change, sir. We’re looking at over two million so far, siphoned off in increments to avoid the automated alerts. I’ve been digging into the logs, cross-referencing with the financial repo

Chapter 50—Shadows In The Tower

Donald's POVThe taxi pulled up to the sleek glass facade of Smith’s Corporation. The driver glanced at the meter, then at me.“That’ll be two hundred dollars, sir.”I handed him a crisp note and stepped out of the car. The taxi pulled away smoothly, leaving me standing alone on the wide pavement. I straightened my jacket, took a steadying breath, and walked toward the revolving doors.The lobby was bathed in soft blue lighting, the marble floor reflecting the glow from the reception area. Albert stood behind the curved security desk, scrolling through his phone, with an earpiece in one ear. He looked too relaxed for a man who had just stolen millions from the company he was paid to protect. When the automatic doors slid open and I stepped inside, his head snapped up.His eyes widened and his phone nearly slipped from his hand before he caught it.“Boss? You’re here?” His voice cracked slightly on the last word, shock appearing on his face.I kept my pace even, hands in my pockets, an

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