All Chapters of Contracted to the man who broke me : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Candia’s POVI was seated in my office, flipping through a thick file of company accounts, numbers blurring together after hours of staring. It was supposed to be a normal afternoon—predictable, controlled. Until my phone rang, racing my heart beat."Ethan," the called ID stated.A soft smile instinctively curved my lips as I picked up, expecting his usual polite warmth. But the moment I heard his voice, something inside me shifted.He didn’t greet me.Didn’t ask how I was. There was no softness—only urgency. His breath sounded uneven, like he had been running… or hiding. My grip on the phone tightened. “Ethan? What happened?", I asked frantically. Instead of answering, he asked if I could meet him.Immediately. No explanations. And that alone was enough to send a chill down my spine.“I’ll be there,” I said without hesitation.Within minutes, I was in the car, instructing my driver to move faster than usual. The 40-minute drive stretched endlessly, each passing second feeding the

Ethan's POVI was walking down the street calmly. A sense of relief surging through me as my sister was in safe hand. Though I feel a bit guilty to burden aunty Hoover like this. I will repay her once the debt of Adrian gets off from my head. Or maybe its not needed if I survive a year with him.It was still bright day light, just the afternoon slipping in. I had a lot of time in my hand to spend.Brushing my head off, I walk into a old building in the dead end street. "Here, to use computer...", I said to the man sitting on the reception. "Walk straight and take second left..", he guides and I nod.This is a private cyber cafe but for coders and hackers where even dark web using people come. I walk in the private number booked and slid into my chair. My fingers glide through the super computer system.Signing in to my secret ID, I login in my portal for freelancing jobs for the anonymous people via a dark web page. For some extra money, I do sometimes illegal work as well but that e

Adrian's POV I had an early dinner assuming Ethan was enjoying his day. He wasn't in a hurry to show up at home. So, waiting for him would be a waste. With an unease settle in heart, I sat to eat dinner. Brocolli soup, red pumpkins and kohlrabi sauteed with some black pepper as a side dish. The food was as usual bland and barely tasty. With almost no amount of salt and zero spices. I silently swallowed it and walked back to my room by 7:15 pm. Less interested and bothered to wait. White lie!But as I reached into my room his thoughts tried to cloud me. For a few days, he was sleeping in my room. Beside me. His presence was warming my heart and room. Now that he is not there I feel awkward to sleep."Are you crazy Adrian?", I scolded myself. "He has barely been here, but you stayed for years. This is your damn room!" My subconscious lectures me. And I still feel shameless to crave him. Though he was correct.With an embarrassed face I tried to lay down on my bed. Taking the med

Ethan’s POVFor a moment, I study his face more carefully now. The usual arrogance, the effortless dominance he carries like a second skin… it’s not there. Instead, there’s something unfamiliar.Hesitation.Vulnerability.It throws me off balance.“…Why?” I ask, this time my voice losing its edge, replaced with something more cautious.Adrian finally looks at me. For a split second, our eyes lock—and I swear, there’s something raw in his gaze. Something unguarded. But just as quickly, it’s gone.“Nothing,” he mutters, turning slightly away. “Forget I asked.”He takes a step back, like he’s already regretting it. Like he’s building that wall again—brick by brick, right in front of me. And I don’t know why…but that doesn’t sit right with me.“Wait.”The word leaves my mouth before I can stop it. And he pauses.I run a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly, trying to make sense of my own thoughts. This is stupid. Completely stupid. There are a hundred reasons why I should say no.He’s da

Ethan's POVThe morning sun shines and the faint rays baskins into the room through the sheer curtains. I roll over to the other side, saving my beauty sleep from being ruined. The warm bed and comfort seeping through provoking me to be lazy and sleepy."Can the morning bells delay for a little longer?", I mumble with my eyes still closed. "It feels so good to sleep like this."I snuggle to the warmth, coiling myself like a silk worm under the duvet. I lick my lips subconsciously. "Ugh... I feel lazy as hell...", I groan.The hold over my waist tightened, and I froze. My heart pauses and eyes flung open. My numbing sleepy brain analyses the surrounding and then it clicks. Adrian. I was in his room. His bed. With him.Shoot.Everything dooms down on me and I jolt wake up. My body taken back with a sudden shift. But his strong arms barely let me rise from bed."Adrian..." I call him softly, barely above the whisper.My cheeks flushes up with the heat rising straight up to my face. M