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Arrogant billionaire's enigmatic wife

I am not the man of her dreams yet she keeps falling for me slowly every day! ************* With a sweet, normal life and a bright career, I couldn't ask for anything else than crossing paths with a stranger from the past. Little did I know that when he would arrive, he wouldn't come alone but with his dark secrets that would tear through my soul and a life of whirlwind that would turn my world upside down. And with the serial killer on the loose, I would need to protect not only him, but also my biggest enemy- his father! I am Elena Bell, and this is my story of friendship, betrayals, revenge and LOVE! ************* EXCERPT:- I sucked a long breath as my eyes widened. The fake pretentious smile broke as I stared at him as if he had grown two heads over his shoulders. Devon turned to face me again, catching my eyes. With a smile playing on his lips, he continued, "And now that I think about it, I certainly am whipped by your charms, Elena! I am not great with words, and no matter how much I prepared, no words can contain my feelings as they should. So here I am asking you directly without beating around the bush." I watched horrified, as he went down on one knee. People gasped audibly in shock, must be mirroring my expressions. He finally pulled out his hand from his pants pocket to reveal a red velvet box. 'This is not happening! This is not happening!', my chants didn't change anything at all. He pressed the small button with his thumb and its lid opened to show a diamond-studded ring inside. My head turned heavy, and I thought I would collapse right then and there if he continued with that drama for another minute. Clearly, he was not done yet. *********** Instagram: author_rutujap Discord: https://discord.gg/wpyvsh42 ****** The cover is mine.

rutujaP · Urban
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340 Chs

Another Murder!

ELENA

It's been a week after that dreadful night and the last encounter with Devon Sanders and yet, I kept finding myself thinking bout him at random times.

After three days of uninvited stay at Joanna's house and emptying her fridge of all fruits and every eatable item, I decided to go back home. Dad and I were not on talking terms with each other. We avoided crossing paths while living under the same roof.

And I am glad about that!

I had everything in control by now, but I wish I could change that night with Devon. He did nothing to provoke me when we were alone.

He could have done many things to teach me a lesson. I was completely out of my mind and was not in a condition to defend myself yet... he didn't.

That didn't justify what he did later though.

Now I remembered how he threw me on the bed and the pictures he took. That fact bothered me a lot.

What if he leaked those pictures online? What if he passed them to any media house?