Signed To Be His Wife - Chapter 13: Chapter 13
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The air inside the villa was dense with questions. Even after Nolan’s betrayal had been exposed, there was no relief—only a deeper unease.
Amara stood in the hallway, gazing out at the darkened horizon. The ocean, once calming, now felt like a restless beast.
Dominic joined her, arms crossed. He had barely spoken since Nolan was taken away.
“You okay?” she asked softly.
He let out a slow breath. “I keep going over everything. Trying to see the signs. He was right under my nose.”
“That’s what makes them good,” she said. “They look like the people we trust.”
He looked at her. “He trained you. That’s what I keep thinking about.”
Amara’s eyes didn’t leave the ocean. “Then maybe he trained me better than he realized. Because I’m still here.”
The next morning, Dominic received a private call from his legal advisor.
“They filed an emergency claim,” he told Amara after hanging up. “Trying to strip me of executive control. Saying I’m mentally unfit, reckless, and emotionally compromised.”
“Who’s behind it?”
“Anonymous stakeholders,” he said bitterly. “But they’re using my relationship with you as fuel. Saying the marriage contract was an emotional mistake.”
Amara blinked. “So they’re turning our story into a scandal?”
“They’re painting you as a distraction. Or worse… a manipulator.”
She took a breath. “Let them. Because when the truth comes out, they’ll look like fools.”
Dominic nodded slowly. “We’re going to fight it. But we need a clean, documented trail of everything.”
“Meaning?”
“We make the marriage real—on paper, legally, emotionally. And we prove we’re stronger together, not weaker.”
Her breath caught. “Are you saying...?”
“I’m asking you to marry me again, Amara. But this time, for real.”
Her heart pounded. “Do you mean this… or is this just for protection?”
He stepped closer. “I’ve never been clearer about anything in my life.”
She didn’t respond right away.
Because deep down, she had already fallen.
And now the choice wasn’t survival.
It was love.
Two days later, in a quiet civil court with no press and no cameras, Dominic and Amara signed fresh marriage papers.
The real ones.
The judge looked at them curiously. “Is this a love match?”
Dominic smiled. “Yes. A complicated one.”
When they stepped outside, Dominic turned to her. “I know it wasn’t a fairy-tale wedding. But I promise you a fairy-tale ending. One way or another.”
“I don’t care about fairy tales,” Amara replied. “I care about what’s real.”
Back at the villa, things moved quickly.
With Nolan gone, Dominic brought in a new security strategist—Tamara Graves. Ex-military. No nonsense. Loyal to a fault.
“Tamara doesn’t play games,” he told Amara. “She was Elena’s backup plan. I think it’s time we use her.”
Tamara reviewed all the files. Her conclusion was blunt: “They’re planning something major. Everything until now has been tests. The real move is coming.”
“What kind of move?” Amara asked.
“A public takedown. Something so loud it forces Dominic out of power and silences you permanently. A scandal, a leak, maybe even an accident.”
Dominic’s voice was cold. “Then we give them something louder.”
They leaked a video—Amara giving a passionate, controlled statement about the corruption they were uncovering.
She didn’t name names. But she spoke clearly about manipulation, threats, surveillance, and the abuse of power by high-ranking individuals.
By the next day, the video had gone viral.
Amara Cole was no longer just a poor girl married to a billionaire.
She was a symbol.
Of resistance.
Of truth.
And of danger—to those hiding in the shadows.
That night, they received a letter.
No stamp. No address. Just a thick black envelope slid under the villa gates.
Inside, a single note:
“You just declared war. Make sure you can bleed.”
Tamara took over the villa’s security that night. Reinforced the windows. Installed signal jammers. Hired new guards.
But the fear lingered.
Not of the enemy—but of the unknown.
That night, Amara couldn’t sleep.
She found Dominic outside, staring into the darkness.
“You still thinking about the letter?” she asked.
“No,” he said. “I’m thinking about what happens after.”
“After what?”
“After we win.”
She gave a small laugh. “You sound sure.”
“I have to be.”
He looked at her. “If I asked you to leave—to protect you—would you?”
“No,” she said instantly. “If I leave now, then they win.”
He took her hand. “Then we fight together.”
She leaned into him. “Always.”
The night swallowed them in
silence.
But inside that silence, they found a shared strength.
Whatever was coming next…
They would face it side by side.
Amara stood in the hallway, gazing out at the darkened horizon. The ocean, once calming, now felt like a restless beast.
Dominic joined her, arms crossed. He had barely spoken since Nolan was taken away.
“You okay?” she asked softly.
He let out a slow breath. “I keep going over everything. Trying to see the signs. He was right under my nose.”
“That’s what makes them good,” she said. “They look like the people we trust.”
He looked at her. “He trained you. That’s what I keep thinking about.”
Amara’s eyes didn’t leave the ocean. “Then maybe he trained me better than he realized. Because I’m still here.”
The next morning, Dominic received a private call from his legal advisor.
“They filed an emergency claim,” he told Amara after hanging up. “Trying to strip me of executive control. Saying I’m mentally unfit, reckless, and emotionally compromised.”
“Who’s behind it?”
“Anonymous stakeholders,” he said bitterly. “But they’re using my relationship with you as fuel. Saying the marriage contract was an emotional mistake.”
Amara blinked. “So they’re turning our story into a scandal?”
“They’re painting you as a distraction. Or worse… a manipulator.”
She took a breath. “Let them. Because when the truth comes out, they’ll look like fools.”
Dominic nodded slowly. “We’re going to fight it. But we need a clean, documented trail of everything.”
“Meaning?”
“We make the marriage real—on paper, legally, emotionally. And we prove we’re stronger together, not weaker.”
Her breath caught. “Are you saying...?”
“I’m asking you to marry me again, Amara. But this time, for real.”
Her heart pounded. “Do you mean this… or is this just for protection?”
He stepped closer. “I’ve never been clearer about anything in my life.”
She didn’t respond right away.
Because deep down, she had already fallen.
And now the choice wasn’t survival.
It was love.
Two days later, in a quiet civil court with no press and no cameras, Dominic and Amara signed fresh marriage papers.
The real ones.
The judge looked at them curiously. “Is this a love match?”
Dominic smiled. “Yes. A complicated one.”
When they stepped outside, Dominic turned to her. “I know it wasn’t a fairy-tale wedding. But I promise you a fairy-tale ending. One way or another.”
“I don’t care about fairy tales,” Amara replied. “I care about what’s real.”
Back at the villa, things moved quickly.
With Nolan gone, Dominic brought in a new security strategist—Tamara Graves. Ex-military. No nonsense. Loyal to a fault.
“Tamara doesn’t play games,” he told Amara. “She was Elena’s backup plan. I think it’s time we use her.”
Tamara reviewed all the files. Her conclusion was blunt: “They’re planning something major. Everything until now has been tests. The real move is coming.”
“What kind of move?” Amara asked.
“A public takedown. Something so loud it forces Dominic out of power and silences you permanently. A scandal, a leak, maybe even an accident.”
Dominic’s voice was cold. “Then we give them something louder.”
They leaked a video—Amara giving a passionate, controlled statement about the corruption they were uncovering.
She didn’t name names. But she spoke clearly about manipulation, threats, surveillance, and the abuse of power by high-ranking individuals.
By the next day, the video had gone viral.
Amara Cole was no longer just a poor girl married to a billionaire.
She was a symbol.
Of resistance.
Of truth.
And of danger—to those hiding in the shadows.
That night, they received a letter.
No stamp. No address. Just a thick black envelope slid under the villa gates.
Inside, a single note:
“You just declared war. Make sure you can bleed.”
Tamara took over the villa’s security that night. Reinforced the windows. Installed signal jammers. Hired new guards.
But the fear lingered.
Not of the enemy—but of the unknown.
That night, Amara couldn’t sleep.
She found Dominic outside, staring into the darkness.
“You still thinking about the letter?” she asked.
“No,” he said. “I’m thinking about what happens after.”
“After what?”
“After we win.”
She gave a small laugh. “You sound sure.”
“I have to be.”
He looked at her. “If I asked you to leave—to protect you—would you?”
“No,” she said instantly. “If I leave now, then they win.”
He took her hand. “Then we fight together.”
She leaned into him. “Always.”
The night swallowed them in
silence.
But inside that silence, they found a shared strength.
Whatever was coming next…
They would face it side by side.
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