All Chapters of A Substitute Bride For The Ruthless Billionaire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Vunnerability

~Camilla I took in a deep breath and walked down the stairs. He was sitting in one of the white cushions, his eyes fixed on the screen in front of him. “Hey.” He looked up at me and I could swear I felt my heart flip in my chest.“Um…I have to go out for a bit.” I said.His forehead creased a bit, as he obviously tried to guess where it was I had to be. “Don't worry, I won't take long.” I chipped in immediately.I hoped. He stood up and walked over to me, placed his hands over my cheek and pulled my face to him, planting yet another soft kiss on my forehead.“Be home by dinner, if you'll take long.” I bit my lower lips nervously and gave him a stiff nod. I turned to leave when I heard him say, “tell Margaret to take you. She'll take you anywhere you want.” I had nothing to say to that and so I took a cab instead. I couldn't risk Margaret reporting back about where I actually went.The coffee shop was crowded with the lunch rush, as tourists and business people came in their nu

The Worse Truth

~ARTHURHenry called at seven in the morning, which meant he'd found something.I was in my home gym, trying to work off the frustration of another sleepless night spent thinking about my wife. About the way she looked at that painting in her studio like she'd never seen it before. About how she ordered coffee when she's always hated the taste. About the way she got flustered yesterday when I came close to her."Talk to me," I said, not bothering with pleasantries."You were right to be suspicious." Henry's voice was grim. "I've been digging into Pamela Wright's background, and there are some serious inconsistencies."I stopped mid-rep, setting down the weights. "What kind of inconsistencies?""For starters, her financial records don't match her lifestyle. She's been spending well beyond her means for the past three years. Expensive trips, designer clothes, high-end restaurants all charged to credit cards that should have been maxed out months ago.""Maybe her family was supporting he

Another Failed Test

~ARTHUR:“We're leaving. Now!” I said instead, as though afraid of whatever truth that might unfold. It's unfolding already, and I felt a strange wave of unease, yet I ached to know more. More about this woman I married.I watched the woman I supposed was my wife as she exchanged nervous glances with her mother. She looked completely different now. I can't help the thought of her being what I'm afraid to admit. Not after what Henry had discovered. Not after this woman met my ex-girlfriend.Damn it! I gnashed my teeth.My hands clenched into fists beside my rigid figure, my pulse racing. Something unusual—I'm not a man who falters when I sense betrayal…but this—I hope all the information I've heard so far would turn out to be a lie.I walked my wife out of that room not bothering to glance backward.****My breath came out ragged and hot. My grasp on the steering wheel was so tight, turning my knuckles white as I hit the accelerator with a force that mirrored controlled fury while pulli

An Unexpected Call

Author’s POV:Velvety amber light spilled over the opulent bar; the air was wrapped in muffled hums of conversations under soft jazz music, lingering with expensive scents of cigars and perfumes. Glasses clinked occasionally.Lydia's fingers played idly on her wine glass, her glittery diamond ring and polished nails catching the lights. She was holding the glass mid-air, her elbows resting on the ornate table while watching the liquid fizz. Two other ladies sat with her, all in exquisite evening dress and glittery jewellery that exuded wealth.“How are you sure that girl isn't Pamela?” Brittany asked, half-sipping her drink. “I mean you could be wrong,” She shrugged.“Wrong?” Lydia scoffed and sipped the drink. She set the glass down, her gaze on Brittany. “It baffles me that you still don't trust my judgment after all these years of friendship, Brittany.”“Who knows? I mean, you could be wrong,” Brittany shrugged. “You know”“I met her in a restaurant in SoHo,” Lydia said. “She was

Where Is The Imposter?

~ARTHUR POV:“....so with this, the press can handle…”The speech faded, consumed by the river of thoughts running through my head, thorns of unanswered questions buzzing in my mind while my fingers played absently with the pen in my hand as I stared blankly into space.“Boss,”The voice snapped my focus out of my head. I blinked, taking in the men in polished suits sitting in a circle around the long sleek conference table before me as realization resettled. I lifted my gaze to the man who seemed to have been standing and giving a speech for a long time.I quickly wiped my face with my palm as if waving away the distraction and adjusted in my seat. “Yes, go ahead,” I said, even though I was completely lost.***After a long day of multiple meetings, I finally returned home, worn out and exhausted. I walked through cars in the garage to the private elevator leading to my suite, my suit hung on one shoulder.Damn. Since the morning coffee, I'd not had anything else. Christ! I’m fuckin

The Twist

~ARTHUR POV:I wanted to see those ocean blue eyes that held too many lies.I knocked the first time. No response. Then the second…and third. “Pamela?” I called out, and turned the doorknob…The door was locked. I tried again but no response. I reached for a spare key from my pocket and inserted it into the lock, but hesitated instead. I rubbed my eyes wearily and withdrew the key.There was no need to push too hard. If I must know the truth, I must be patient no matter how hard it feels. I exhaled and slipped the key back into my pocket, my suit in one arm.***My phone buzzed again once I entered my room and shut the door. My suit draped over the crotch as I flung it over and looked at my phone.“Hey, what's good? Regarding your suspicion a couple of days ago, I thought this information would be useful. Check your WhatsApp.”It was Damien.I felt my heart flip in protest. I knew he'd discovered something…about Pamela. Something I never want to admit. I blew out, plumped into my b

Caught between Lies

~ARTHUR POV:“Margaret!” My deep voice carried through the hallway as I stormed down the stairs, my whole body radiating barely contained rage.Staff scurried into order with immediate motion, wrapped in alarm.“Y-yes, Mr. Bellingham,” the voice came shaky from behind, and I turned to see Margaret standing, her body trembling almost imperceptibly—a rare reaction I'd barely expected from a woman in her mid-fifties. She'd served me since I was younger and I trusted her…but now…With hardened eyes, my gaze swept over her. “Why did you lie to me?” I asked with that deadly calm voice I used at board meetings.She stood frozen, her eyes wide.“Margaret!”My voice came with that crisp yet deadly calm authority I was known for and she jerked. “Don't you dare play dumb with me right now!”“M–Mr…Mr—I…I…”“Take a look at this,” I retorted, showing her my phone. “Read it.”Her hands trembled as she took the phone and alarm etched her face. “Mr—Mr Bellingham I…I didn't know, I promise…”I snatched

The Hostage

~ARTHUR POV:My phone chimed when I was getting into one of my cars in the garage. I slipped it from my pocket. Sabastian had sent a message: “We know where they kept her. I think the hostage takers got wind of us coming for them—so they fled before we arrived. We're trying to track them, boss.”I noticed one of my drivers approaching and I slid down the tinted glass. “Don't bother, Aaron, I'd drive myself,” I said curtly and the window slid up against whatever he might have to say.I was about to dial Sebastian, but he called first.“Where's she?” My voice was deadly low.***The building stood alone in the distance, a decaying shell of concrete and rust that seemed to swallow the silence in an area that was nowhere around Gravulle Coffee Street. It was almost like relocating to another city entirely. No other buildings around, and the mid-day breeze was wrapped with a foreboding stillness.I got out of my car, scanned the area briefly before juggling up the set of stairs that was bu

She's Invited To His Room For The First Time

~ARTHUR POVI was still in a board meeting when my phone chimed in my pocket. The man who was talking paused and looked at me.“Go ahead, Mark,” I nodded curtly, slipping out the phone, and positioning it on one of my thighs beneath the long sleek table surface. “Boss, Lydia's activities have been suspicious lately. And, it seems she kinda knows we're keeping an eye on her. We still on it, boss.” Sabastian's message read.“I want to know if she had a hand in the abduction of my wife.” I typed.I drummed my fingers rhythmically against the phone, one elbow on the armrest, my jaw on my palm, completely lost as a thought crossed my mind and my brows knitted.**********THE PENTHOUSE—~CAMILLA POV:I'd lost my appetite, the hard knot in my guts tightening more painfully. My grip was too tight on the fork in the hot spicy food steaming vapours before me. I was in my room, sitting on one of the sofas with a crystal table where the food lay.I'd asked Margaret about the angry red mark on o

She's A Virgin?!

~ARTHUR POV:In shorts that accentuated my figure, I sat on the bed, bare-chested, leaning against piled-up pillows while using my laptop, when a knock sounded.“Get your àss in here,” I said without looking up. ***Once the door closed, I lifted my gaze.Her night gown was light and almost transparent under the soft glow of the chandeliers, catching the silhouette of her lean curvy figure. My gaze swept all over her, noting how tender she looked and the way her eyes glittered with bewilderment.Carefully, I dropped my laptop on the nightstand, got up and walked toward her in a few measured strides like I was approaching an injured animal. I reached out, holding her jaw between two fingers, my gaze lingering on the perfect curve of her face before settling on her thin, rosy lips.“Is being scared of your own husband also part of tryna adapt to married life?” I asked in a sarcastic low tone and she tried to look away. “Don't,” I commanded softly, my grip tightening on her jaw. I tilt

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