Married to my sister's billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Layla disappeared that night and with her disappearance, my life became hell.Three days passed but the Hale mansion and the hospital still looked like war zones. We all assembled in the Hale mansion because home didn't feel safe anymore. Ethan's family pleaded we stay close to each other till Layla is found. Security guards moved in and out constantly, police officers questioned everyone. Ethan barely slept neither did I.I sat silently in the living room while reporters crowded outside the gates like hungry animals missing Heiress Layla Faye.Possible Family Conflict?Did Jealousy Lead to Tragedy?Every headline painted me as the villain.My mother cried every hour and my father refused to look at me…Ethan looked at me like he regret knowing I exist.He stood near the fireplace wearing black clothes that made him look even darker and exhausted, but it didn’t hide the fury in his eyes.“You were the last p

“Mmmm… ughhhh… E…Ethan please…” I moaned loud begging but he didn't listen, his strong hands gripped my thighs, lifting one leg high against his waist as he pressed me hard on the wall. I felt his fingers slide between my legs teasing my entrance before pushing two thick fingers deep inside me.“Ahh! Ethan…” My back arched, my breath caught as he pumped them in and out curling just right to hit that spot that made my knees buckle, his thumb circled my clit mercilessly sending sharp waves of unwanted pleasure through me, I was soaked… my body betrayed me completely even as my mind screamed that this was wrong.“I miss you Layla…” he growled. His voice was dark and heavy with alcohol and grief, his eyes burned with fire as he replaced his fingers with the thick head of his cock, rubbing it on my clit before thrusting up inside me in one powerful stroke.“Uhhhh… Ethan… fu… fuck…” I bit my lips tight, my voice was broken like I was tearing from my th

The hallway went completely silent after Ethan’s words, ‘No. Layla has this exact scar. Who are you?’My heartbeat increased… Ethan was still holding me tight like he was afraid I would disappear if he let go but the confusion in his eyes terrified me more than his hatred ever had.For the first time since our marriage… he was looking at me differently.Not with anger but with uncertainty and it was dangerous. Vivian Hale recovered first, “Ethan, you’re overthinking things.” she stepped forward but Ethan ignored her completely… his gaze remained locked on my face. His thumb brushed lightly on my wrist again, almost unconsciously and another strange expression crossed his face.Pain… like touching me hurt him somehow.“Where did you get this scar?” he asked quietly.My throat tightened, “I—”“She got it years ago,” Vivian interrupted before I could speak. “Mom—” Sophia frowned. “That’s enough

Ethan.His expression looked terrifying.Cold fury darkened his entire face as he pulled me protectively to his chest.“Move.”One word.Deadly calm.Nobody moved fast enough.Ethan’s jaw tightened sharply, “I said move.”The reporters immediately backed away, silence spread through the ballroom… even the socialites looked stunned because Ethan Hale had just publicly protected me.His hand remained tight around my waist, my heartbeat became chaotic… I looked at him in shock and for one brief moment… he looked genuinely angry for me not at me.The realization confused me so badly it hurt.Ethan lowered his gaze to me, “You okay?” the softness in his voice made me speechless.I nodded weakly but Ethan’s expression remained dark.He turned to the reporters again, “The next person who touches my wife loses access to every Hale business partnership permanently.” The threat landed heavily

The door was slightly open…. I looked inside.Ethan was lying on the bed still fully dressed, one hand was kept carelessly on his forehead… even in sleep, he looked restless and tormented.Then softly again, “Don’t leave me…” the words destroyed me because the pain in his voice sounded so real.So desperate, my chest physically hurt listening to him.“Please… don’t disappear again…” he whispered weakly in his sleep. Tears burned in my eyes. Of course.Even while unconscious he still searched for Layla, still loved and begged for her.And suddenly I felt stupid for ever hoping Ethan could someday look at me differently.I should leave. I know I should but my feet refused to move.Then Ethan shifted restlessly on the bed.Another quiet broken sound escaped him and before I realized what I was doing, I stepped closer and sat at the edge of the bed, “Ethan…”His breathing remained uneven.Sweat covered p