Dear Mr. Billionaire Our Marriage Is Just A Contract
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Chapter 6 A unexpected Guest img
Chapter 7 A message from the past img
Chapter 8 You Are Not My Wife img
Chapter 9 A Cruel Display img
Chapter 10 Heat img
Chapter 11 She Should Train Herself img
Chapter 12 No Visits Are Allowed img
Chapter 13 Heartbreak img
Chapter 14 Fainted img
Chapter 15 A Fragile Return img
Chapter 16 A Cold Brat. img
Chapter 17 Bad img
Chapter 18 Unspoken Tensions. img
Chapter 19 My Man Is Twice The Man T. img
Chapter 20 I Am Not Interested. img
Chapter 21 Broken Fingers. img
Chapter 22 Thank You. img
Chapter 23 Burning Scandal img
Chapter 24 Stay Away From Her! img
Chapter 25 Death Anniversary img
Chapter 26 He Undressed Me img
Chapter 27 First Kiss img
Chapter 28 Burning Fire img
Chapter 29 A Taste Of Something New. img
Chapter 30 For That Long img
Chapter 31 Seductive Lips. img
Chapter 32 Why Are You With The Boss img
Chapter 33 A Scavenger Hunt (1) img
Chapter 34 A Scavenger Hunt (2) img
Chapter 35 Orgasm img
Chapter 36 Push A Little img
Chapter 37 I Can't Bear It Anymore. img
Chapter 38 Arousal img
Chapter 39 Wave Of Pleasure. img
Chapter 40 A Winner img
Chapter 41 You Are Fired img
Chapter 42 Let Me Kiss You img
Chapter 43 You Are Blushing img
Chapter 44 Preparation. img
Chapter 45 Surprise Birthday From Wifey img
Chapter 46 Birthday Disaster (1) img
Chapter 47 Birthday Disaster (2) img
Chapter 48 Back To Square one. img
Chapter 49 Do You Love Him img
Chapter 50 Moving Out. img
Chapter 51 She's Nervous. img
Chapter 52 She's My Assistant. img
Chapter 53 My Husband Is Getting Married. img
Chapter 54 Dirty Family secrets img
Chapter 55 Tempting Hug. img
Chapter 56 Noah's First Love img
Chapter 57 Final Betrayal img
Chapter 58 Decision That Changes Everything. img
Chapter 59 The War Within img
Chapter 60 Price Of Freedom img
Chapter 61 Family's Price img
Chapter 62 Betrayal Unfolds. img
Chapter 63 Final Gamble. img
Chapter 64 Before The Storm img
Chapter 65 When Lies Unfolds. img
Chapter 66 Fateful Decision. img
Chapter 67 Choice. img
Chapter 68 Unbreakable. img
Chapter 69 Consequences. img
Chapter 70 Sacrifice. img
Chapter 71 A New Hope. img
Chapter 72 Final Stand img
Chapter 73 Final Battle img
Chapter 74 Price Of Loyalty img
Chapter 75 Fight For Survival img
Chapter 76 Bitter Truth img
Chapter 77 Heart Of Deception. img
Chapter 78 Truth Revealed. img
Chapter 79 Sinister Plot Unfolds. img
Chapter 80 Betrayal and Deception. img
Chapter 81 The Tipping Point img
Chapter 82 The Final Confrontation. img
Chapter 83 The Final Price. img
Chapter 84 Healing Wounds. img
Chapter 85 Rising Tension. img
Chapter 86 A New Beginning. img
Chapter 87 A New Hope img
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Chapter 5 The Risk of Meeting Elvis

Chapter Five: The Risk of Meeting Elvis

The night I see him again, everything changes. Just one glance at Elvis, and it's like all the feelings I've tried to bury rush to the surface, flooding me with memories of love and laughter, of dreams we once shared. I barely make it through the evening, forced to stand by Noah's side, pretending to be his devoted wife. But my heart begins to race, my mind now filled with thoughts of Elvis. Then later, in the quiet of my room, my phone buzzes with a message.

From Elvis.

"Can we meet tomorrow? I know it's risky, but I have to see you."

I fixate on his words, a mix of excitement and fear. He's asking me to meet him, to take a chance despite everything that could go wrong. And, of course, I do know what I risk. Noah had made it clear from the beginning that this was a marriage about appearances, about control. The breaking of unspoken rules he wouldn't tolerate, most of all with someone from my past.

But my heart is racing, and I refuse to fight the attraction. Even after everything, after all these days, I still have feelings for Elvis. Maybe I will never let those feelings go.

I lie in bed, sleep quite impossible. My mind just cannot stop with all the what-ifs, with the repercussions if Noah ever found out. Yet, there's that obstinate hope that perhaps-just perhaps-this chance to see Elvis could bring back something real into my life. Something of mine.

By morning, my mind is made up. I will meet him, if only because it's a proper goodbye, the closing of a chapter. But deep inside, I know it is more than that.

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I dress with care, find something plain and unnoticeable. My hands shake as I get ready, the weight of what I'm about to do pressing down on me. My head is screaming to turn back, to remember what's at stake, while my heart's already walking out the door. I tell myself I'll only talk to Elvis, that I'll keep it brief. No one needs to know.

I step outside and down the street, looking around more than once, half-expecting to find one of Noah's drivers or a face from his inner circle. I'm antsy, every step feeling like a balance along the edge of something I might not get back from.

When I arrive, the park is quiet; the early morning sun filters through the trees. It should have been a really peaceful scene, but my heartbeat is accelerating even more. Then, I see Elvis sitting on a bench, just as he told me. He looks up; a beaming expression flashes across his face when he sees me, and at that moment, it is like no time has passed at all.

"Rachel." His voice is soft, laced with emotions matching my own. He rises, takes one faltering step forward, and in that instant, all the years between us disappear.

"Elvis," I whisper-weakly trembling.

We do nothing for a moment but stare at each other, letting all the unspoken words hang between us. It's surreal to see him again, to be here, close enough to reach out and touch him.

"I didn't think you'd come," he admits, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

"I didn't think I would either," I reply back, managing a small smile of my own. "But here I am."

He looks at me keenly, as if his eyes are searching for all the pains and decisions that have brought us here. "I have been thinking about you. I thought I did something wrong; that was why you left."

The guilt rises in me like a knife, heavy and sharp. I turn away, unable to meet his eyes. "I had to, Elvis. My father was sick, and... and Noah's offer was the only way I could save him. I didn't have any other choice."

His face goes hard for a second before his features relax, eyes filled with understanding. "So, this marriage... it's all a contract, then?"

I nod, and the shame twists in my stomach. "Yes, it's just for appearances. Noah needed someone, and I needed... security. That's all."

Elvis takes a step closer, his voice a soft whisper. "Then why are you still with him, Rachel? Why not walk away now?"

I open my mouth to reply, but the words catch in my throat. Why am I still here? It is true that my father's situation has improved, that the debt is no longer crushing us. But there's something about this security Noah's offering, this certainty that my family will be taken care of. It's a cage, but it's a safe cage.

"I... I don't know, Elvis," I finally admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "It's complicated."

"Rachel, I know you well. I know you can't do this. Come back to me," he says, his voice thick with emotion. "You know, you don't have to do this. I am going to do what it takes to free you from this bondage you call a contract. Just tell me to go on, and I will find a way to do that."

"Elvis, you don't understand. Noah... he won't just let me go. He's controlling, possessive. If he finds out about our meeting, I don't know what he'd do."

Elvis's jaw tightens, a spark of determination lighting up in his eyes. "I don't care what it takes, Rachel. I've lost you once, and I won't lose you again. I'll fight for you, for us."

I really want to believe him. I want to believe that he's able to free me from this, so I can live with the person my heart desires-Elvis. But the fear of Noah, fear of his control, keeps holding me back.

"Elvis," I begin, my voice choking. "I don't know if it's possible..."

"Don't say that," he cuts in. His voice is firm. "There's always a way. Just believe me, Rachel. I'll make this right. I promise."

He steps closer, his hand rising to push a strand of hair off my face. The touch is so familiar, so soft; it pains my heart. I shut my eyes and let myself, for one second, really imagine what it would be like to be free with him-to break this contract and have the life I once wanted.

My heart draws back from Elvis; I am too scared of Noah, if he appears at any time.

"Elvis, we have to be careful," I say, my voice urgent. "If Noah catches us..."

Elvis nods, knowing the danger. "I know. But I meant what I said, Rachel. I'll find a way to break this contract. I'll get you out of this, no matter what it takes."

His words hang in the air, a promise that sends a shiver down my spine, thrilling and terrifying me. He leans in, his lips brushing against my forehead in a tender, heartbreaking gesture. "Until then, just... hold on. I won't let you be trapped like this forever."

In his withdrawal, at the beginning of his departure, I somehow feel the urge to call out to him, to beg him to stay. I watch him walk away, feeling a wave of hope and trepidation-my heart caught in the abyss between a life I am bound by and the love I have longed for.

I walk back with the thought of Noah's face flashing in my mind as he warned me in such a serious tone about the company I kept. The risk was real today, and I couldn't shake that feeling that this was only the beginning-that things were going to get more complicated, that I stood on the cusp of something I could no longer manage or control.

But deep inside, it never dies, that ember, fostered now by the words Elvis has said. He will fight for me, for us. And as I step back into the life I have agreed to, I wonder if there really is a way out.

                         

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