His Stolen Bride (The Knight Bride Series Book 2) by Chloe Kent

Author:Chloe Kent [Kent, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-17T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Vivian wasn’t allowed a moment to lament the sorry state of her life or the task at hand that she had to execute.

With the introduction of her bodyguard, who insisted she just call him Owen, a slew of other people entered the apartment. But it was clear from their demeanor they worked strictly for Elliot and had ties to his mafia business as well.

Bags and bags of groceries were delivered and unpacked. A cleaning service arrived as well and she hated that they had to clean the mess she had made of his Ming vase on the tile floor.

A highly tattooed chef prepared her breakfast. Eggs, sausages, and pastries. She ate for energy and not enjoyment but she reluctantly conceded it was the best breakfast she had tasted in a while.

When he took her menu for lunch, she declined. There was no way she could eat any more food. She just needed to be alone to think and sort out her strategy. But the ill feeling in her stomach turned everything sour.

The only option available to her was the one she knew, without doubt, she couldn’t go through with.

It should have been an easy choice. And if she were honest Elliot Knight did deserve being killed for what he had put her body through. But that’s where her thoughts ended.

If she couldn’t kill him, it would mean her cousin and her uncle would die. She didn’t care what happened to her anymore.

She curled herself up on the sofa, ready to bawl her eyes out when the intercom system through which Owen had been communicating to her bleeped again.

“Mrs. Knight. I’m sending in Deidre Phillips.”

No matter how many times she had asked him not to call her Mrs. Knight, he continued calling her Mrs. Knight. She gave up.

The door opened, and in stepped a woman who could only be a model. Tall, with legs that went on for days as the saying went, champagne blond hair, and just perfect facial features, made Deidre Phillips, whoever she was, the most beautiful woman Vivian had seen.

A wave similar to nausea rose inside her. If she stepped into Elliot’s apartment, she knew Elliot.

“Mrs. Knight. I’m Deidre Phillips. I’m so glad to meet you. Wow, you are stunning.” Dressed in a white suit composed of a mini skirt and jacket, she turned toward the door and beckoned to the other people.

Vivian had no idea what was happening but strange people wheeled in racks and racks of clothes and then bags and bags of other stuff. They immediately started to unpack everything.

“My manners,” she laughed. “I’m Elliot’s personal assistant. Well, I do the things he doesn’t want to do,” she laughed.

“I’m—”

“Oh, all that is for you. Elliot called me last night and told me to do some shopping for you.” With a buzz of energy, she picked out a beautiful summer dress and held it against Vivian’s body.

“Perfect.”

“How did you know my size?”

“Oh, when I asked Elliot what size you were he said and I quote, my hand can span her waist.

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