The Billionaire's Twisted Crown

ll Aleja

o ceremony. No vows

the desk between them, its content

e are the legal documents. Once signed, the m

en. Her eyes scanned the document, the words blurring for a m

de his. It di

is posture relaxed as if this were just another busi

tt hes

his because I was humiliated. Scarlett really wanted to l

gned her name. Each letter f

racticed motion, like he'd done this a hundred ti

stamped them with a loud thud

id, barely glancing up.

er name beside his. Mrs. Scarlett Mor

d adjusted his cuf

learly hired snapped a few shots. Sc

photos?"

the press and for my mother. And you can consider th

ly. "You're right. I

e car. This time, Alejand

and privately, we're husband and wife. No

we going to sign a contract sta

er it's going to end or not

be a temporary wife and you agreed

out it, I didn't make any

out it, and not made me fall into your trap,

You know you should be facing a defa

now,

etty mouth and be

ought just kept ringing through her head. How has she

erself. I've i made a mistake?. Is my revenge even

gold and gray. Her heart felt heavy, As they raced through her mind, lost in them. She couldn't believe she was ma

r. All to put Isabella in her place. But now, sitting beside him in silence,

Alejandro wasn't letting out about his reason for agreeing to

olished headlines: philanthropist, investor, economic

ve he's actually eleven

's. No drama. Just power,

thought. And that

lationship with Harry, his late nights, secret calls, canceled dates. She'd ignored the signs. Tr

sted with the p

Alejandro tapped the steering wheel

g at her, asked. "You've

wer. She wasn't rea

his gaze sharp. "S

force a s

ng. I'

led into the valet of a high-end restaur

speaking loud

e we doi

r, walked around, and opened the door for her

ask, "Are we... suppos

, Scarlett. We just got married. So do not dare get embarrassed about it. And yes. We will be

ath as her head screamed

n, it never came to mind and it was clear A

e do

she did

eyes narrowed. "Unless you

nsing the shift in his mood. He closed th

were seated quickly. A waiter approached, and Alejandro ordered in fluen

on his phone

ing away fro

re," he

ut when he raised his head and looked at her sharpl

ad, eyes locking with h

reached out, tugging her gently by the waist

r of the restaurant. But if anyone

in, his voice low

le wife. Where's the dar

wn her spine. She squirmed, resisting the pull...but her

ip into something more intimate. T

r close. His hand lingered at her waist, firm but not forceful. The

r cheeks flushed and

e thought. Trying aga

ndro didn

eliberate. "are you trying,

e was something in his tone. co

erself clear about her earlier condition. I told you my conditions earlier, that there

rly told you, you would accept your duties as my wife publicly and privately or didn't you read the document," he c

o pull away again, but he held her ti

" Scarlett muttered under her

a sharp tone, giving

heat of his whispered words and the possessive grip around her waist. The restaurant's low

jand

learly fake. Scarlett stiffened, suddenly hyper-aware of the