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Claimed by my husband's son

Nadia lived like every normal girl should. Free, without restriction, with the life of her own. But after debt comes knocking on the door of her parents home, Nadia is decided as an exchange to save her family from humiliation. Ten years in, Nadia has moved from being the quiet little girl to the perfect wife on paper with a promiscuous husband. But when a cheating scandal and divorce papers shakes her entire world, the one person who can change suddenly reappears after a year of being away, her step son, Killian. Killian holds grudges and hatred for his father, so when his step-mum is offered divorce papers, he sees it as his chance to take back what belongs to him. And Nadia is the just the right person to help him do it. With Killian offering a deal that could seal her fate, Nadia is forced to trust the only man she shouldn't even cross paths with.
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Chapter 6

Nadia's POV

I paced around the room, thinking about all the reasons why his offer was wrong and obnoxious.

He is my husband's... No, I shook my head. My soon to be ex husband's son.

He is younger than me, what would Elias say?

What about society?

What if they think I'm some kind of shameless girl, throwing herself around?

"I'm starting to get worried about you." Killian spoke up. "You are pacing around way too much."

"Just... allow me please, I need to think about this properly." I pleaded and continued pacing.

But if I marry him, I get revenge on the man that stole ten years of my fucking life. Thinking about all I could have achieved in that amount of years fueled my anger for him even more.

But here I'm, with nothing. Less than a thousand grand in my account and about to be sent out of the house. It's either I say yes to Killian, get revenge on Elias and I still get a part of Elias assets.

Or, I become homeless. Sleeping out in the cold with no food to eat.

I stopped pacing and stood in front of Killian. "This is very wrong."

"I know." He replied immediately. "Is that your way of saying no?"

I can't say no, I have to say yes. If I do, I would need to prepare my mental health to go take up any insult people throw my way.

I shook my head. "Yes, Killian. I will marry you."

A smile graced his lips as I said those words, almost pulling me into his embrace but he stopped himself. "Now you are talking. Just sign the papers and we go straight to the registry."

"We are going to the registry immediately?" I looked at him puzzled. I had at least expected tomorrow or the next and don't we need to wait for the divorce process to be over?

"And the divorce? It's not like if I sign it now, everything will be over between you know who and I." I continued.

"It will be over, Nadia. It's stated right in page six that it was effective immediately, which means you are no longer married and are free to do whatever it is you want to."

"So, Nadia Jackson... Or Hawthorne. Oh well, you will sign the papers soon anyways. Nadia Jackson, marry me today and let's take down my father." He finished, reaching his hand out for me.

I glanced at his hand, wondering if I should take it or not.  It was too early to get married, even people might gossip that I had cheated on Elias with his son and that was why he divorced me.

Elias might even use it against us and make himself appear pure to the world.

But I didn't ponder for long before I took his hand. "Let's get married."

I took the pen that was on the table and applied my signature wherever it was necessary. I made sure to crosscheck the papers, so it won't be a problem for me in the future.

"All done." I cheered, grinning like a little girl that just got handed her favorite candy. "I'm as free as a bird."

"Well, not for long." Killian smirked and I slapped his chest playfully.

"We should leave. Bring the divorce papers back to where they were. We can't have him suspecting we were in here can we?" He asked and I shook my head.

I grabbed the pen and papers and followed him out of the room. I dropped the papers back where they were and made an excuse to Killian that I was going to change my clothes.

I was already in my room with my back pressed against my door. Processing everything that had just happened in the past minutes and what I was getting myself into.

I really do wish there was any other way but they weren't. I would rather be married to Killian with a roof over my head than make that secretary, Chloe thinks she has managed to have everything in the grasp of her hand.

"I should get dressed. I'm getting married after all." I dashed towards the bathroom, discarding my clothes as I did.

I jumped into the shower and allowed the warm water to pour on me. I showered, washed my hair and brushed before leaving the bathroom.

I got back to the room and I rolled my eyes. I had forgotten this was still Elias' room. I will have to move my things later when we get back from the registry.

I snooped through my closet. Wondering what was appropriate for a marriage signing. I wanted to go for something casual, I mean it's not like we are having an actual wedding.

But after searching for almost thirty minutes, I still haven't found anything appropriate.

Damn it!

I snooped even deeper, making the room messy in the process but I was finally able to find a dress. It was a short sky blue gown, with a huge fabric flower in front of it.

It was armless and it looked really nice on me the first time I had worn it. Now, time for shoes. I surfed around until I settled for silver stiletto heels, which I thought would look really nice with the dress.

I dressed up and did a very light make up and sprayed perfume. I was about to leave the room when I remembered I wasn't putting on any neck piece, I groaned and pulled out one.

Spotting the huge diamond ring on my finger as I was about to put it on. I took it off, and I don't know, it just felt like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

I mean, hasn't it?

I don't have to worry about him constantly cheating on me and most especially giving me a sexually transmitted disease.

Finally, I used to be so scared during the ten years I spent with him. I frequented the hospital for check ups, like I was picking up coffee.

I stared at myself in the mirror and I looked really good. I felt proud of myself for the huge step I took.

I left the room and started heading back downstairs to the man who I would soon call husband.

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